In childhood's pride I said to Thee: "O Thou, who mad'st me of Thy breath, Speak,
Master, and reveal to me Thine inmost laws of life and death
"Give me to drink each joy and pain Which Thine eternal hand can mete, For my insati...
TH stammering lips and insufficient soundI strive and struggle to deliver
That music of my nature, day and
With dream and thought and feeling
And inly answering all the senses
Soul's joy, now I am gone, And you alone, — Which cannot be,
Since I must leave myself with thee, And carry thee with me — Yet when unto our eyes Absence denies Each other's sight,
And makes to us a constant night, When others change to ...
Of all the souls that stand createI have elected one
When sense from spirit files away,
And subterfuge is done;
When that which is and that which
Light rain-drops fall and wrinkle the sea,
Then vanish, and die utterly
One would not know that rain-drops
If the round sea-wrinkles did not tell