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OMETHING has kept us apart And has flowed between us twain — Yet my heart has always been to your heart As the earth to the healing rain — But a shadow of sorrow has wounded your breast And a far-off fragrance has troubled my rest And we have been kept apart.

But now all will be well! The immortal gods have spoken! Fate moves at last with the long-drawn swell Of the sea; and the charm is broken.

Out of the magical night, Full of shadows and whispering streams; Out of the hollow, holy night Where fade all passing dreams, We meet and all is well.

And the eyelids of sorrow, the lips of delight Are bathed in lethe-drenched moonlight, In oblivious, infinite moonlight, In the deep mandragora of the night; And we meet — and all is well.