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Song.
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Lord, long content I wandered in the night:
Knowing not light, the dark seemed good to me,
Then didst thou curse me with divinest sight,
A space I looked on Love’s divinity.
Ah, God, if I had never known that light,
I ne’er had known how dark these shadows be.
Knowing not light, the dark seemed good to me,
Then didst thou curse me with divinest sight,
A space I looked on Love’s divinity.
Ah, God, if I had never known that light,
I ne’er had known how dark these shadows be.
C. J. O’Regan
CXXII.
Song.
One eve I saw the hills all flushed with light,
And burnished with the gold of sunset glow—
The flaming gold of sunset glow.
And burnished with the gold of sunset glow—
The flaming gold of sunset glow.
Next morn, when I arose, the hills were white,
All gleaming cold, and white with early snow;
And lowering skies above the snow.
All gleaming cold, and white with early snow;
And lowering skies above the snow.
One day I plucked a rose that pleased my sight;
But in my garden now no roses blow—
No more for me red roses blow!
But in my garden now no roses blow—
No more for me red roses blow!
So was my joyous youth gone in a night,
And Love!—Love left me, ah! so long ago
I scarce remember it—so long ago !
And Love!—Love left me, ah! so long ago
I scarce remember it—so long ago !
Maud Goodenough Hayter