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First Line: Strain them, o winds, the sails of the years
Last Line: Till the age her times fulfil.
Alternate Author Name(s): Dolben, Digby Augustus Stewart Mackworth
Subject(s): Youth


STRAIN them, O winds, the sails of the years,
Outspread on the mystic sea;
Faster and faster, for laughter or tears,
O bear my story to me!
Waft it, O Love, on thy purple wings,
The dawn is breaking to pass:
Strike it, O Life, from thy deeper strings,
And drown the music that was.

Yet lovely the tremulous haze
That curtained the dreamful afar,
Thro' the which some face, like a star,
Would lighten, too sudden for praise.
And white were our loves on their way
As morn on the hills of the south;
The kisses that rounded their mouth
As fresh as the grasses in May.
They passed; but the silvery pain
Of our tears was easily told, --
For the day but an hour was old,
At noon we should meet them again.

Weary am I of ideal and of mist,
The shroud of life that is dead; --
And, as the passionate sculptor who kissed
The lips of marble to red,
Ask I a breath that is part of my own,
Yet drawn from a soul more sweet; --
Or, as the shaft that upsoareth alone
Undiademed, incomplete,
Claim I the glory predestined to me
In the Mother Builder's will,
Portion and place in the Temple to be
Till the age her times fulfil.





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