HEART'S DESIRE.
You called me when the lights were lit And my hearth-flame glowed redly bright,A dancing, glancing joy in it: You called me from the heart of night.
I heard your voice and knew my doom To follow you whate'er betide;I followed you into the gloom— Far off my hearth-flame sank and died.
You bent immortal eyes to mine, O Heart's Desire, that dared not stayLest you should lose a love divine For mortal hands that cling and pray.
O never more for me the light Will shine in any earthly homeI am the lonely wind of night I am the wild sea's bitter foam.
I am the homeless bird that cries Against the grey sky ere the dawnWhen the pale clinging sleep-mist lies Like a pale shroud on moor and lawn.
I am the longing of the world For a lost beauty that it knewWhen the white stars with flame-wings furled Sang it to being from the blue.
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