III.

I breathed a name once and again,

I said a bitter thing in my pain,

“I gave you all my love, and I spent it all in vain!”

Then I saw a form across the night

Glide down the stars in a veil of light,

And I said, “Who are you, dweller of the Infinite?”

And I heard a voice on the stilly air,

“You chide amiss in your own despair;

Lo, I am the soul of her love, and I follow you everywhere!”