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TO MY LITTLE NAMESAKE.
Bringing all the old-time sweetness And its music back again;Throbbing, swelling into rapture, Like some cherub-chanted chime,Sweeping into outer darkness All the later colder time.And I stand again beside him, In life's fresh unfolded hours,Where love's pearly, plumaged angel Threw his shadow on the flowers.
Though the stars, like flashing jewels, Hung upon the summer skies,Yet I saw nor cared for nothing Save the love-light in his eyes.But a silent, cruel coldness Crept like death our hearts between,Chilling into icy nothingness The bliss that might have been.
God keep you always, darling, For the two names that you wear;May His blessings ever brighten With the sunlight in your hair.
