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LOVE'S SINGER. VII. Comrades
Give me the reed you lean on; if a spear
My hand shall bleed for 't as your hand has bled
I will not cover up my sheltered head
While you are houseless in the moonlight here.
I must have half your hope and half your fear.
My hand shall bleed for 't as your hand has bled
I will not cover up my sheltered head
While you are houseless in the moonlight here.
I must have half your hope and half your fear.
I must go shares in all you drink and eat,
Though it be bread of sorrow and cup of tears.
Sheaves that you gather are my harvest, Dear.
Because I glean beside you down the years,
Your shadow 's never lonely at your feet.
Though it be bread of sorrow and cup of tears.
Sheaves that you gather are my harvest, Dear.
Because I glean beside you down the years,
Your shadow 's never lonely at your feet.
And though all things turn ashes that were sweet,
In deeps below and in the deeps above you,
In moods that strengthen you and moods that weaken
Perplexed in shadow, led by starry beacon,
I go with you, my lover, and I love you.
In deeps below and in the deeps above you,
In moods that strengthen you and moods that weaken
Perplexed in shadow, led by starry beacon,
I go with you, my lover, and I love you.
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