THE clouds have gathered soon to-night, They hang above the quiet sea, And through the air a muffled sound Is borne to me From that dim island where the souls Of all the Ages lie at rest; It beats upon my throbbing brain And troubled breast. If thou wert standing on the shore Beside me now, and held my hand, I think that I should hear it plain And understand For there is one note in it all, Which loud and clear has come to me, And I have caught it in my heart To tell to thee. "Eyes steadfast from the watch of worlds, Hearts big with secrets of the spheres, We have no power to move you now With hopes or fears." "No power," thy soul has filled my soul Thy life has rounded all of mine, Thy love has girt me with a strength Which is divine. And when that sound perchance one day Comes to us with a mighty roll, We two shall stand unmoved, and hear And learn the whole. |