Life In A Love

Escape me?

Never—-

Beloved!

While I am I, and you are you,

 So long as the world contains us both,

 Me the loving and you the loth

While the one eludes, must the other pursue.

My life is a fault at last, I fear:

 It seems too much like a fate, indeed!

 Though I do my best I shall scarce succeed.

But what if I fail of my purpose here?

It is but to keep the nerves at strain,

 To dry one's eyes and laugh at a fall,

And, baffled, get up and begin again,—-

 So the Chase takes up one's life ' that's all.

While, look but once from your farthest bound

 At me so deep in the dust and dark,

No sooner the old hope goes to ground

 Than a new one, straight to the self-same mark,

I shape me—-

Ever

Removed!