Were sighing with him. “One alone too long
In Cornwall has to think somewhat,” she said,
“Or one may die. One may do worse than die.
If life that comes of love is more than death,
Love must be more than death and life together.”
In Cornwall has to think somewhat,” she said,
“Or one may die. One may do worse than die.
If life that comes of love is more than death,
Love must be more than death and life together.”
“Whether I know that life is more or not
Than death,” he said, “I swear, with you for witness-
You and the stars—that love is more than either.”
Than death,” he said, “I swear, with you for witness-
You and the stars—that love is more than either.”
“If I should have to answer twice to that,
I should not let myself be here with you
Tonight, with all the darkness I see coming
On land and over water.” Then she ceased,
And after waiting as one waits in vain
For distant voices that are silent, “Tell me!”
She cried, seizing him hard and gazing at him,
“Tell me if I should make you go away!
I’m not myself alone now, and the stars
All tell me so.”
I should not let myself be here with you
Tonight, with all the darkness I see coming
On land and over water.” Then she ceased,
And after waiting as one waits in vain
For distant voices that are silent, “Tell me!”
She cried, seizing him hard and gazing at him,
“Tell me if I should make you go away!
I’m not myself alone now, and the stars
All tell me so.”
He plucked her clinging hands
From his arms gently, and said, holding them,
From his arms gently, and said, holding them,
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