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First Line: Little gay chamber, thick-set walls of gold
Last Line: That holds my feet till I may run to thee.
Alternate Author Name(s): Gilbert, Lady
Subject(s): Togetherness


LITTLE gay chamber, thick-set walls of gold,
Windows full of the beauty of the green
Shelter of trees, heaven's mystical palisade;
Limning of faded saints that lurk between
The brightnesses, like stories long since told;
Soft darkling curtains bringing fitful shade.

Here lived in holy joy, and loved, and died,
We who are separate now, yet still are one;
Here wakened we to hear the blackbird sing
His matins, and beheld new-open-eyed
The dawn make signal when the night was done;
Here morns slid by like opals down a string.

Here laughed, together glad, and here died we;
For what is now of me is not what was
Of both, and is of both in the sweet elsewhere,
My hand in thine, e'en though I may not see
Thine eyes as thou seest mine, in the long pause
That holds my feet till I may run to thee.





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