The hour which might have been yet might not be,
Which man’s and woman’s heart conceived and bore
Yet whereof life was barren,-on what shore
Bides it the breaking of Time’s weary sea?
Bondchild of all consummate joys set free,
It somewhere sighs and serves, and mute before
The house of Love, hears through the echoing door
His hours elect in choral consonancy.
But lo! what wedded souls now hand in hand
Together tread at last the immortal strand
With eyes where burning memory lights love home?
Lo! how the little outcast hour has turned
And leaped to them and in their faces yearned:-
“I am your child: O parents, ye have come!”
(Dante Gabriel Rossetti)
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