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Tristram and Iseult

We have been loosened from the bonds of time
And space in vain divides us.  Near or far,
Absent, you shine before me like a star;
The hours when you are with me cease to chime.

Sadness we know but not satiety;
We heed to march of seasons short or long,
O’erwhelmed and deafened by the tides of song,
Which roll increasing from eternity.
For us the glory of the day is done;
An sunset melts in along silvery dream
Of darkness luminous with peace and dew;
We float, like ghosts upon death’s endless stream,
In bliss; for only one soft unison
Breathes in the empty vastness:  I and you.