Page:The poems of Richard Watson Gilder, Gilder, 1908.djvu/333

Rh A LADY TO A KNIGHT

"IS HOPE A PHANTOM?"

SONG

, lest thy heart betray thee,

Thou to one lover wouldst not constant be,

And yet thou couldst love me—

This boon I pray thee:

Divide the dark from light,

Love me by night.

If thy sweet thought would find me,

Not through the garish day, O, give it wing:

In shadows clasp and cling,