Katharine Lee Bates

Aug. 12, 1859 - Mar. 28, 1929

 

Now My Love Is Flown Away

by Katharine Lee Bates

Now my Love is flown away
Earth wears another semblance,
Opal dawn and turquoise day,
Stars and moon and sun
Conscious are and mystical,
Jewels of remembrance,
Keepsakes from the festival,
Our festival that's done.

Now my Love is flown away
The air is full of calling,
Dewy voices that allay
Thirst and dust-annoy,
Tones that haunt the hall of Time,
Crystal echoes falling
From some far, ethereal chime
Whose bell-ringer is Joy.

Source:

Yellow Clover: A Book Of Remembrance
Copyright 1922
E. P. Dutton & Company, New York
 
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