The day I saw you first, Belov’d,
A bird upon the briar-rose
Kept measure with my singing heart.
And, as the kingdom true love knows
I entered in and took my part.
He sang as sang the bird that waked
The morning first in Eden close.
The day you went away, Belov’d,
The chariot of the sun was late.
The air was full of rain and mist.
And all the hour you made me wait.
Before you kept the parting tryst.
The skies wept as the angel wept
Who held the sword at Eden gate.
(Ethel Clifford)
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