Death, do you _know_ it is Harry and I?
Heaven is here--must I seek it afar?
Death, seize thy prey from the world-weary track;
Let not the happy by thee be remov'd;
Slowly and softly and sweetly come back,
Life that she loves to a girl that is lov'd!
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Cut through the waves, happy ship 'neath my feet;
Scatter thy prow with beneficent spray!
Never an admiral leading a fleet
Felt as triumphant as I do to-day!
Ocean around us, and Heaven above;
Hands clasp'd together in innocent bliss;
Heart meeting heart with the fulness of love--
Can there be anything sweeter than this?
Seeking a home on a far-distant shore,
Mid gigantic forests and splendid flow'rs,
Where sorrow cannot bewilder us more,
Or fear reach a solitude perfect as ours.
Crossing blue oceans 'neath heavens as blue,
Seeking new worlds with new winters and springs;
Even the old stars are changing to new,
Lovely confusion of wonderful things!
Almost forgetting to feel a regret--
Almost forgotten the world whence we came--
Only our hearts, Harry, cannot forget;
Only our love will be ever the same!
Talking together through nights and through days;
Talking together through days and through nights;
Facing futurity's fathomless haze;
Piercing its shadows with delicate lights.
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