To wake you to your sorrow. And your lips
Forgave me—yes, in the silence. So I touched
Your lids with kisses. And you woke, and wept.
But brave to the end with a heart-breaking bravery—
Gallant and gracious, dear with sacred eyes,
You let me go. With a half-kiss we parted.
II
Along the city-ways
Already day’s vehement tumult had begun:
Through street and justled alley, court and square,