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 NLY a look that questioned me, "True, still?" Only mine eyes that answered back, "True, still." If I had faltered once, had swerved but once, If I had wandered, dreaming, past our faith, Then the soft eyes had slain me, left me dead. Only this faith of ours between us, love ; Only this anchor, buried in deep seas : Two ships that sail apart all round the world, Yet hold together in the quiet deep, — Calm overhead, or storm, the anchor holds.