Chapter 19 : 
Love Fulfilled
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Author : William Morris

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Hast thou longed through weary days  
For the sight of one loved face?  
Mast thou cried aloud for rest,  
Mid the pain of sundering hours;  
Cried aloud for sleep and death,  
Since the sweet unhoped for best  
Was a shadow and a breath?  
O, long now, for no fear lowers  
O'er these faint feet-kissing flowers.  
O, rest now; and yet in sleep  
All thy longing shalt thou keep.  

Thou shalt rest and have no fear  
Of a dull awaking near,  
Of a life for ever blind,  
Uncontent and waste and wide.  
Thou shalt wake and think it sweet  
That thy love is near and kind.  
Sweeter still for lips to meet;  
Sweetest that thine heart doth hide  
Longing all unsatisfied  
With all longing's answering  
Howsoever close ye cling.  

Thou rememberest how of old  
E'en thy very pain grew cold,  
How thou might'st not measure bliss  
E'en when eyes and hands drew nigh.  
Thou rememberest all regret  
For the scarce remembered kiss,  
The lost dream of how they met,  
Mouths once parched with misery.  
Then seemed Love born but to die,  
Now unrest, pain, bliss are one,  
Love, unhidden and alone.  


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     Chapter 19 -- Added : February 26, 2021

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