Girl To A Soldier On leave

Girl To A Soldier On

Love!

You love me — your

Have looked through death at mine.

You have tempted a grave too muchI let you — I repine.

I love you - Titan lover,

My own storm-days Titan.

Greater than the son of Zeus,

I know whom I would choose.

Titan — my splendid rebel —The old

Wanes like a ghost before your power —His pangs were joys to yours.

Pallid days arid and

Tied your soul fast.

Babel-cities smoky

Pressed upon your

Weary gyves.

What were

But a word in the brains ways,

Or the sleep of Circes swine.

One gyve holds you yet.

It held you hiddenly on the

Tied from my heart at home.

O must it loosen now? — I

You were bound with the old gyves.

Love! you love me — your

Have looked through death at mine.

You have tempted a grave too much.

I let you - I repine.