Love is Enough: Songs I-IX
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Love is enough: though the World be a-waning
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And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining,
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Though the sky be too dark for dim eyes to discover
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The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder,
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Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder,
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And this day draw a veil over all deeds passed over,
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Yet their hands shall not tremble, their feet shall not falter;
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The void shall not weary, the fear shall not alter
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These lips and these eyes of the loved and the lover.II2.
Love is enough: have no thought for to-morrow
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If ye lie down this even in rest from your pain,
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Ye who have paid for your bliss with great sorrow:
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For as it was once so it shall be again.
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Ye shall cry out for death as ye stretch forth in vain2.
Feeble hands to the hands that would help but they may not,
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Cry out to deaf ears that would hear if they could;
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Till again shall the change come, and words your lips say not
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Your hearts make all plain in the best wise they would
. --Pass by me, I hearken, and think of you not!V5.
Love is enough: through the trouble and tangle
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From yesterday's dawning to yesterday's night
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I sought through the vales where the prisoned winds wrangle,
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Till, wearied and bleeding, at end of the light
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I met him, and we wrestled, and great was my might.5.
O great was my joy, though no rest was around me,
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Though mid wastes of the world were we twain all alone,
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For methought that I conquered and he knelt and he crowned me,
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And the driving rain ceased, and the wind ceased to moan,
. --Sweet rest, O my soul, and no fear of returning!IX9.
Love is enough: ho ye who seek saving,
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Go no further; come hither; there have been who have found it,
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And these know the House of Fulfilment of Craving;
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These know the Cup with the roses around it;
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These know the World's Wound and the balm that hath bound it:
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Cry out, the World heedeth not, 'Love, lead us home!'9.
He leadeth, He hearkeneth, He cometh to you-ward;
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Set your faces as steel to the fears that assemble
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Round his goad for the faint, and his scourge for the froward,
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