III
Love, that on earth holdeth supernal power;
Love, whose might sways Life's tumult and Life's peace;
Love, whose great strength is as a builded tower;
Love, that from bondage granteth no release;
Ariseth, like the luminous star of even,
Appearing pale, yet wonderfully bright;
Ariseth, like the sun that gilds the heaven,
Filling the soul with fire and roseate light;
And to man's lips holds forth a gleaming cup;
Yet he that drinks doth tremble, for he knows
That Fear and Death have pour'd their fateful drop
Where Joy and Beauty's gold wine brightly glows.
Love's breath is sweet, but from the aching heart
Ariseth a long sigh to ease its smart.
Love, whose might sways Life's tumult and Life's peace;
Love, whose great strength is as a builded tower;
Love, that from bondage granteth no release;
Ariseth, like the luminous star of even,
Appearing pale, yet wonderfully bright;
Ariseth, like the sun that gilds the heaven,
Filling the soul with fire and roseate light;
And to man's lips holds forth a gleaming cup;
Yet he that drinks doth tremble, for he knows
That Fear and Death have pour'd their fateful drop
Where Joy and Beauty's gold wine brightly glows.
Love's breath is sweet, but from the aching heart
Ariseth a long sigh to ease its smart.
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