Destroyers and Other Verses/I Rode In Gathering Twilight
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I rode in gathering twilight,Through mist and wind and rain,By valley and by hill-side,Across the darkening plain.
Almost despair had caught me,And courage in me died,When you, it seemed, Beloved,Rode onward at my side.
The full moon to the eastwardSwept from a cloudy screen,Whitened the rain-swept meadows,Glittered on summer-green.
About the water-courses,The mist in cloudlets streamed,Like nymphs from out a fountain,And silver elders gleamed.
With joyfulness and wonder,My feet grew light as air,My wheels were winged, and gailyI sped, for you were there.