| Andrew Macphail, comp. The Book of Sorrow. 1916. | | | XII. Love and Death
Severed Selves | | By Dante Gabriel Rossetti (1828–1882) |
| | | TWO separate divided silences, | |
| Which, brought together, would find loving voice; | |
| Two glances which together would rejoice | |
| In love, now lost like stars beyond dark trees; | |
| Two hands apart whose touch alone gives ease; | 5 |
| Two bosoms which, heart-shrined with mutual flame, | |
| Would, meeting in one clasp, be made the same; | |
| Two souls, the shores wave-mocked of sundering seas:— | |
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| Such are we now. Ah! may our hope forecast | |
| Indeed one hour again, when on this stream | 10 |
| Of darkened love once more the light shall gleam?— | |
| An hour how slow to come, how quickly past,— | |
| Which blooms and fades, and only leaves at last, | |
| Faint as shed flowers, the attenuated dream. | | | | |
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