Perpetual Light : a memorial by William Rose Benét
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THE LONG ABSENCE
I ACCOSTED "If you saw blue eyes that could light and darkle With merriment or pain; If you saw a face that was only heart--lonely In the cities of the plain; If you felt a kindness that was happy as the daybreak, Patient as night, And saw the eyes lift and--the dawn in May break, You have seen her aright. "Blue-cloaked archangel, rein your steed a little, Though cities flame! Messenger of night, though my words are brittle, Though I know not your name, Though your steed paw sparkles and your pinions quiver With colors like the sea, Tell me if you saw her, if you saw my love ever! She is lost to me. "That is why I walk this windy highway And stop and hark And peer through the moonlight--always my way! And listen up the dark And knuckle my forehead to remember her truly, The very She; |
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