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Poems (Dorr)/In the High Tower

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4570983Poems — In the High TowerJulia Caroline Dorr
IN THE HIGH TOWER
Safe in the high tower of thy love I wait,Secure and still whatever winds may blow,Although no more thy banners, bending low,Salute me from afar, when, all elate,I haste to meet thee at the postern-gate.No more I hear thy trumpet's eager flowThrough the far, listening silence come and goTo greet me where I bide in lonely state.Thy King hath sent thee on some high emprise,Some lofty embassage, some noble quest,  To a strange land whence cometh sound nor sign.Yet evermore I lift my tranquil eyes,Knowing that Love but doeth Love's behest—  Afar or near, my dear lord still is mine!