We together, and the night
And the winds and the wraths.
We together, and I calling thee;
And thy answer. Then the morning,
And the pale grey, and the sun's kiss;
And we together! And the noon coming,
When I may see thy face
Fairer, clearer beneath the sun.
We together, and the sun
O'erhanging us. And the evening comes
And the cool paths, and the haunting moon,
Which lays her loving hands
Upon thy beloved cheek caressingly,
Blotting out the strife writ upon it.
Letting me behold thee
Beneath her witchery unchanged.
And the night comes and darkness;
But I remember the morning,
And I lay my lips to thine and say: