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Sweetest, in desperate hours Of clouds and lightning and rain, You came like a vision of flowers And summer and song once again: You came, and I could not receive you, Seared in my flesh, in my sight. I heedlessly turned back to leave you; We passed on into the night. (Heart, soul and all, sweet, never to sever, Love me for ever!)

Dearest, in hours of twilight, Terrible, silent and lone, When the light, long sought for as my light And found, for ever seemed gone— When the hope of the love-dream of boyhood Passed sad with unknowing rebuff, With your passionate patience and joyhood You came, O my Priestess of Love! (Heart, soul and all, dear, never to sever, Love me for ever!)}}