XII

By Robert Winkworth Norwood

What has become of our great moment when

The love we veiled was daringly revealed —

You in my arms, O Heart — and one kiss sealed

The covenant? I, who among all men

Was weakest, gained forthwith the strength of ten;

And you for my sake instantly repealed

Your prayer for death, that you might live and yield

Me title to possess your spirit's ken.

We may not ever that dear bliss renew;

But what we found has entered into me —

A change of motive and a fairer view,

As though God whispered: “Henceforth thou shalt be

Strong to fulfil thy soul; rise up and make

Paths and a song in deserts for her sake!”