Bid me for your sake,
Not for self or right—
You alone can wake
Power to gain the fight.
In your name I’d dare
Aught in earth’s great bounds;
Forth my sins should fare,
Leashed like cringing hounds.
When you touch my hand,
Through your holy eyes
I can see the land
Where is Paradise.
Yet I may not go,
Leaving cold and night,
Till your soul of snow
Sees that mine is white.
Let my heart not break
Till I kill my sin;
Bid me for your sake
Fight the world—and win!
XXIX
Lyric Love
The world deserves its wisdom. You and I,
Serene within the shadow, crowned with hours,
Cinctured with solitude, the bended sky
Folds us in hues of tulip twilight flowers.