Lovingly,
Silently,
Night after night
I steal through the gates to the House of Delight,
To the palace of bliss,
And your hair and your eyes and your lips, dear, I kiss;
I kiss them, and know that my life's not in vain,
And I love you, and love you, again and again.
Empire,
Dominion,
Ambition, and all
That men in their folly life's prizes would call,
I would throw them away,
If but for to-day,
Close, close to my heart, my arms could enfold
The form that I love in love's passionate hold.
Faith,
Hope
And love
I have given to you;
Heart,
Mind
And soul,
I have given them, too;
And I give,—
I have given you all that a dreamer could give.
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