Glowing with love, and youth ineffable.”
O fool, the only sure thing thou canst borrow
From coming years is death, thou knowest well.
Yet even this is gain; then hail each morrow
That brings thee nearer to the self-same cell.
II.
QUESTIONING.
Beneath the leafless trees alone I stand,
Where we two stood in June. O loved one, where
Are now the radiant hopes that filled the air,
Circling around us swiftly like a band