Apart for evermore

F. Allitsen

Oh the beautiful breathing earth,

Clad in purple and decked with gold,

Oh the wealth of blossom! the song of birds,

The love that was told and untold!

Oh the madness of Summer everywhere.

In the still rapt sky and the wooing air.

And we who were nothing, only a part

Of the throbbing passionate mother-heart!

Oh the bitter desolate sea

Wild with hunger and waste with woe.

Wailing the pain of speechless souls

In its restless ebb and flow!

Oh the sob of life! oh the dirge of death,

That moaned in its voice, and breathed in its breath;

And you and I, who stood by the shore

Alone and apart for evermore!