Let our last hour wonderingly
Upon some lonesome shore he spent,
‘Mid whisperings of wind and sea,
Hinting a god’s intent !
The time, the season of the moon,
Or wind-swept skies, when each one star
Is a jewel-stud on the blue cocoon,
‘Neath which the mysteries are.
So may I catch, from out the deeps
Of space and night, some token sure
That we shall meet on Time’s glad steeps
Again – to part no more !
(Charles Granville)
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