1914
I lift my gaze beyond the night, and see,
Above the banners of Man’s hate unfurled,
The holy figure that on Calvary
Stretched arms out wide enough for all the world.
THE BELOVÈD
Life, Belovèd, I lay my heart against Your heart,
Long, long I peer into the dark pool of Your eyes;
Never will I forsake You, O adorable One!