New Zealand Verse/To-morrow and To-morrow

by Alan E. Mulgan

CVI.

To-morrow and To-morrow.

Good-bye, beloved! Not to me
 Are moody twilights and the sob of song.
But glad defiance caught from thee
 Shall light my way along,
Nor shall I quench in black despair
 The flame your love fanned in the clod,
I, foolish heart, had deemed a soul,
 But meet the eyes of Fate, and bear
The splendid answer, “Loving her
 Has brought me nearer God.”

Alan E. Mulgan