Each other, each with a memory to repeat.
And if by chance they do a noble feat
It is for them the subject of a smile,
For they know well at some uncertain mile
Staunch military Death will blow retreat.
Till in a moment they are one with me,
And Love has conquered in an unseen way
The turrets and the bulwarks of their dreams.
No longer is to-morrow yesterday,
Nor life the pagan paradox it seems,