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LIFE AND LOVE.




I.

FAST this Life of mine was dying,
Blind already and calm as death;
Snowflakes on her bosom lying,
Scarcely heaving with the breath.


II.

Love came by, and, having known her
In a dream of fabled lands,
Gently stooped, and laid upon her
Mystic chrism of holy hands;


III.

Drew his smile across her folded
Eyelids, as the swallow dips, . . .
Breathed as finely as the cold did,
Through the locking of her lips.


IV.

So, when Life looked upward, being
Warmed and breathed on from above,
What sight could she have for seeing,
Evermore . . . but only Love?

 


This work was published before January 1, 1924, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.