DISILLUSION.
HOBNINO.
Come, sweet, the world is wide ; so, hand in
hand, Let us fare forth to win our victories. Thou shalt be queen of beauty and of love, As in the old bright days of tournament ; And I will wear thy colours in my heart, And on my brow the seal invisable Of thy true kiss ; so shall before me fall All shapes of evil that infest the light. Then, when the jousts are ended and the games, Thou shalt sit upright in thy place, And while the world is wondering, all agaze, Lo ! at thy feet my garlands shall be laid ; For half my strength is thine, being come from thee And that sweet faith that armoured me anew. EVENING. The days are short'ning, — wilt forgive me, heart, For the long turmoil I have led the through And to no end ! I meant it otherwise, But one right arm is weak against the world. Here on thy shoulder let me rest my head, My weary head, that aches from life's long din; And in thy comforting let ma forget The disappointment and the hidden foe. And all that made my days a vulgar strife, Unheralded, untrumpeted, uncrowned. My strength is weak Deside thy steadfastness, And there takes refnge. If thou cherish it, Then to have failed and yet to win thy smile, Ah, love, is victory beyond desert !
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Northern Advocate, 21 January 1888, Page 3
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230DISILLUSION. Northern Advocate, 21 January 1888, Page 3
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