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Idyls and Songs

by Francis Turner Palgrave: 1848-1854

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XXVII. THE JUDAS KISS.

—esser baciato da cotanto amante—

Thy lips and mine were tremblingly united:—
That day—that hour—that instant—yet are mine;
Eternity I joyfully resign,
Eternity and Heaven unaffrighted—
My all thus summ'd and gather'd:—I am thine.
That instant! Fool! within that instant, ages,
A heap'd and stored eternity went by.
I felt 'twould be so; knew the hour was nigh:—
The mist that gather'd o'er the glowing pages
Foretold Love's full sunrise approaching high.
If there be shame, exultingly I share it:
Let Love's own glory light me to the shade.
Come woe—come death—I hail them undismay'd.
Let Death bring what he will:—thrice-blest I bear it,
To such betrayer by myself betray'd.
Let Death work what he will:—Ah, fool!—Affection
Recks not of death: dies but to live again.
He consecrates the grave: he bursts the chain.
The death of Love prepares Love's resurrection:
—They share the triumph who embrace the pain.
Francesca.