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Should it fail,—forgive my doubting
Yet my other Love would ever
And I know that I could never
Though its radiance may be fainter,
Yet its task is wide;
Strengthen, calm, and guide, And from Trust and Honour borrows
All its peace and pride.
Will you blame my dreaming, even
Ah, I would not live without it,
And the other—can you doubt it ?—
A WOMAN'S LAST WORD.
ELL—the links are broken, All is past;
All in vain;
Spite of pain,
So I tell you plainly,
It must be:
To be free;
Wait me yet,
And life has nobler uses
All past words retracing,
One by one,
What is done.
Links can break!
We could wake,—
For Love's sake.
Bitterness and sorrow
Will at last,
Heal their past;
Be as true
Dear, for you
.. Then must we part, when loving
As we do?
PAST AND PRESENT.
INGER," I cried, "oh radiant Time! thy power Hasnothingmore to give; life is complete: Let but the perfect Present, hour by hour, Itself remember and itself repeat.
"And Love,—the future can but mar its splendour,
But Time passed on in spite of prayer or pleading,
And since Love lived when all save Love was dying, And, passed through fire, grew stronger than
before:— Dear, you know why, in double faith relying, I prize the Past much, but the Present more. FOR THE FUTURE.
WONDER did you ever count The value of one human fate; Or sum the infinite amount Of one heart's treasures, and the weight Of Life's one venture,and the whole concentrate purpose of a soul.
And if you ever paused to think That all this in your hands I laid Without a fear :—did you not shrink From such a burthen? half afraid, Half wishing that you could divide the risk, or cast it all aside.
While Love has daily perils, such As none foresee and none control; And hearts are strung so that one touch, Careless or rough, may jar the whole, You well might feel afraid to reign with absolute power of joy and pain.