Part 2 — PARTING
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Too fair, I may not call thee mine: Too dear, I may not see Those eyes with bridal beacons shine; Yet, Darling, keep for me— Empty and hushed, and safe apart,— One little corner of thy heart.
Thou wilt be happy, dear! and bless Thee: happy mayst thou be. I would not make thy pleasure less; Yet, Darling, keep for me— My life to light, my lot to leaven,— One little corner of thy Heaven.
Good-by, dear heart! I go to dwell A weary way from thee; Our first kiss is our last farewell; Yet, Darling, keep for me— Who wander outside in the night,— One little corner of thy light.
Gerald Massey [1828-1907]