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The Noon of Love

By J. A. Blaikie

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EASTWARD each morning,
Ever old, ever new,
The radiant adorning
Of day made for you
Meets me, and lifts me, upspringing
Over crag, over hollow,
Over woodland and meadow,
A glory all heaven, the earth its sun-shadow——
I go with heart singing,
And singing winds follow,
I take my way winging,
Where the gossamers fly, to the sun's gold clinging,
My sweeting, my darling, my One!
Into the gold and the sun.

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Unbreathing Noon, the hour of love's dominion,
Falls now, as yesterday, as 'twill to-morrow;

Soft