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 Forbidden and barbarous rites were shown us, In rock-hewn Temples and jungle caves, And the smoke-wreathed home of the dead has known us,— The burning-ghat by the Ganges waves

Ah, the long, lone ride through the starlit hours, The long, lone watch on the starlit sea, And the flame and flush of the morning flowers When Life, my Lover, was kind to me!

Betimes we were out on the Sea, together; The vessel raced down the great green slope Of mountainous waves, in desperate weather; The hearts of men were adrift from hope.

As over the deck, in exultant fashion, The violent water crashed and fell, I knew, through the joy of your reckless passion, Agonised fear of the last farewell.

But I follow you always, unresisting, To lowest depth; to uttermost brink, From a thirst like mine there is no desisting Though given poison for wine to drink.

You may do your utmost, you will not shake me, Your faith may falter; my faith is true. Oh, Life, you may shatter and rend and break me, All Pain is Pleasure, that springs from you!

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