Poems of Progress by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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And I am away with you.
We have not a single sorrow, And I have but one fear - That my lips may miss one offered kiss From the mouth that is smiling near. There is no land of winter; There is no world of care; There is bloom and mirth all over the earth, And love, love everywhere. Our boat is the barque of Pleasure, And whatever port we sight The touch of your hand will make the land The Harbour of Pure Delight. ASTROLABIUS (THE CHILD OF ABELARD AND HELOISE) I wrenched from a passing comet in its flight, By that great force of two mad hearts aflame, A soul incarnate, back to earth you came, To glow like star-dust for a little night. Deep shadows hide you wholly from our sight; The centuries leave nothing but your name, Tinged with the lustre of a splendid shame, That blazed oblivion with rebellious light. |
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