In Memoriam A.H.H.
ranging down this lower track,
The path we came by, thorn and flower,
Is shadow’d by the growing hour,
life should fail in looking back.
be it: there no shade can last
In that deep dawn behind the tomb,
But clear from marge to marge shall bloom
eternal landscape of the past;
lifelong tract of time reveal’d;
The fruitful hours of still increase;
Days order’d in a wealthy peace,
those five years its richest field.
Love, thy province were not large,
A bounded field, nor stretching far;
Look also, Love, a brooding star,
rosy warmth from marge to marge.
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