1. I thought I had forgotten you,
So far apart our lives were thrust!
Twas only as the earth forgets
The seed the sower left in trust.
Ethel M Hewitt.
Twas only as the earth forgets
The seed the sower left in trust.
Ethel M Hewitt.
2. I thought my heart would break
Because the Spring was slow.
I said, "How long young April sleeps
Beneath the snow!"
But when at last she came
And buds broke in the dew,
I dreamed of my lost love,
And my heart broke, too!
Charles Hanson Towne
3.
- One whom I loved and never can forget
- Returned to me in dream, and spoke with me,
- As audibly, as sweet familiarly
- As though warm fingers twined warm fingers yet.
- Her eyes were bright and with great wonder wet
- As in old days when some strange, swift decree
- Brought touch-close love or death; and sorrow-free
- She spoke as one long purged of all regret.
- I heard, oh, glad beyond all speech, I heard,
- Till to my lips the flaming query flashed:
- How is it -- over there? Then, quite undone,
- She trembled; in her deep eyes like a bird
- The gladness fluttered, and as one abashed
- She shook her head bewildered, and was gone.
- Hermann Hagedorn
Since all my growth tends to thee night and day--
To thee faith, hope, and art?
Swift are the currents setting all one way;
They draw my life, my life, out of my heart.
Alice Meynell
5. HOW like a winter hath my absence been
From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year!
What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen!
What old December's bareness every where!
And yet this time removed was summer's time,
The teeming autumn, big with rich increase,
Bearing the wanton burden of the prime,
Like widow'd wombs after their lords' decease:
Yet this abundant issue seem'd to me
But hope of orphans and unfather'd fruit;
For summer and his pleasures wait on thee,
And, thou away, the very birds are mute;
Or, if they sing, 'tis with so dull a cheer
That leaves look pale, dreading the winter's near.
Shakespeare.
