V.

The wide seas lay before us

The moon was late to rise,

The skies were starry o’ er us

And Love was in our eyes;

And “like those stars, abiding,”

You whispered “Love shall be,”

Then one great star went gliding

Right down into the sea.

Since then beyond recalling

How many moons have set!

And still the stars keep falling,

But the sky is starry yet:

And I look up and wonder

If they can hear and know,

For still we walk asunder,

And that was years ago.