Jephthah and Other Mysteries

LYRICAL AND DRAMATIC. 83 Lingers, and sings not to his fullest yet: Our love shall get Such woodland welcome as none ever had . To make it glad. Come, it is time, cling closer to my hand. We understand. We must go forth together, not to part. O perfect heart ! O little heart that beats to mine, away Before the day Ring out the tocsin for our flight! My ship Is keen to dip Her plunging forehead in the silvering sea. To-morrow we Shall be so far away, and then to-morrow Shall shake off sorrow, And be to-morrow and not change for ever : No dawn shall sever The sleepy eyelids of the night, no eve Shall fall and cleave - The blue deep eyes of day. Your hand, my queen! Look down and lean Your whole weight on me, then leap out, as light As swallow’s flight, And race across the shadows of the moon, And keep the tune With ringing hoofs across the fiery way. Your eyes betray . How eager is your heart, and yet-—O dare To fashion fair