de me,
_Yet it was the fearsome night_
_That taught me how to hear._

When the sun comes up
I shall lift my arms to it;
The fear of fear shall fall from me
As shackles from a slave.
I shall run to hail it,
Free and unbewildered,
_Yet it was the silent night_
_That taught me to be brave._

THE WEDDING GOWN

She put her wedding-gown away
As tenderly as one might close,
With kissing lips and finger-tips,
The petals of a rose
Still held for the Beloved's sake--
The loveliest that blows.

She put her wedding-gown away--
The quiet place was all astir
With vague perfume that filled the room,
Cedar and lavender,
Yet sweeter still about it clung
The fragrant thoughts of her.

She put her wedding-gown away--
Yet lingered where its whiteness gleamed
As one above a sleeping Love,
Oh, thus it was she seemed,
Reluctant still to turn and go
And leave him as he dreamed.

THE DISCIPLES

A great king made a feast for Love,
And golden was the board and gold
The hundred, wondrous gauds thereof;
Soft lights like roses fell above
Rare dishes exquisite and fine;
In jeweled goblets shone the wine--
A great king made a feast for Love.

_Yet Love as gladly and full-fed hath fared_
_Upon a broken crust that two have shared;_
_And from scant wine as glorious dreams drawn up_
_Seeing two lovers kissed above the cup._

A great king made for Love's delight
A temple wonderful wherein
Served jeweled priest and acolyte;
There fell no darkness day or night
Since there his highest altar shone
With flaming gems as some white sun,
A temple made for Love's delight.

_Yet Love hath found a temple as complete_
_In some bare attic where two lovers meet;_
_And made his altar by one candle's flame_
_Seeing two lovers burned it in his name._

THE UNKNOWING

They do not know the awful tears we shed,
The tender treasures that we keep and kiss;
They could not be so still--our quiet dead
In knowing this.

They do not know what time we turn to fill
Love's empty chalice with a cheaper bliss;
They could not be so still--so very still
In knowing this.

HEART OF A HUNDRED SORROWS

Oh, Heart of a Hun