The classics are worthy of meditation
Never the time and the place
…And the loved one all together!
This path – how soft to pace!
…This May – what magic weather!
Where is the loved one’s face?
In a dream that loved one’s face meets mine,
…But the house is narrow, the place is bleak
Where, outside, rain and wind combine
…With a furtive ear, if I arrive to speak,
…With a hostile eye at my flushing cheek,
With a malice that marks each word, each sign!
O enemy sly and serpentine,
…Uncoil thee from the waking man!
……Do I hold the Past
……Thus firm and fast
…Yet doubt if the Future hold I can?
…This path so soft to pace shall lead
…Through the magic of May to herself indeed!
…Or narrow if needs the house must be,
Outside are the storms…
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