Girl To A Soldier On leave

Girl To A Soldier On Leave

Love! You love me — your eyes

Have looked through death at mine.

You have tempted a grave too much

I let you — I repine.

I love you - Titan lover,

My own storm-days Titan.

Greater than the son of Zeus,

I know whom I would choose.

Titan — my splendid rebel —

The old Prometheus

Wanes like a ghost before your power —

His pangs were joys to yours.

Pallid days arid and wan

Tied your soul fast.

Babel-cities smoky tops

Pressed upon your growth

Weary gyves. What were you

But a word in the brains ways,

Or the sleep of Circes swine.

One gyve holds you yet.

It held you hiddenly on the Somme

Tied from my heart at home.

O must it loosen now? — I wish

You were bound with the old gyves.

Love! you love me — your eyes

Have looked through death at mine.

You have tempted a grave too much.

I let you - I repine.