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IV

A SONG OF WELCOME

"While Joy runs on through summer greenery,
And all delight is like an open door."
Alfred Douglas.

You know I love you, for my darkening eyes
Confess it when our lips and lashes meet,
My life is a long listening for your feet,
Your coming is like sunshine to sad skies.

And when I see your face again life seems
Like this unclouded day that leads the hours
In fair procession down a path of flowers
Towards the folded doorways of our dreams.

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