XIV
Behold! I have said. The destiny obscure
Of this our deed obscure we shall not skry.
We know "no happy end!"—but we endure,
Abiding as the Pole Star in the sky.
You mix your life in mine—then soul in soul
We shoot forth, meteors, travelling on and on
Far beyond Space to some dark-glimmering goal
Where never a sun or star hath risen or shone;
Where we shall be the evil light beyond time,
Beyond space, beyond thought, supreme in deathless pang:
Nor shall a sound invade that hall of crime.
Only the champing of the insatiate fang
Of the undying worm our love, fast wed
Unto—no happy end. Behold! I have said.
Of this our deed obscure we shall not skry.
We know "no happy end!"—but we endure,
Abiding as the Pole Star in the sky.
You mix your life in mine—then soul in soul
We shoot forth, meteors, travelling on and on
Far beyond Space to some dark-glimmering goal
Where never a sun or star hath risen or shone;
Where we shall be the evil light beyond time,
Beyond space, beyond thought, supreme in deathless pang:
Nor shall a sound invade that hall of crime.
Only the champing of the insatiate fang
Of the undying worm our love, fast wed
Unto—no happy end. Behold! I have said.
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