Benedictus

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Title:     Benedictus
Author: Gilbert Parker [More Titles by Parker]

You bless me, then you turn away your head--
"Never again, dear. I have blessed you so,
My lips upon your lips; between must flow
The river--Oh the river!" Thus you said.

The river--Oh the river, and the sun;
Stream that we may not cross, sun that is joy:
Flow as thou must; shine on in full employ--
Shine through her eyes thou; let the river run.

O lady, to your liegeman speak. You say:
"Dream no more dreams; yourself be as am I!"
Your hands clasped to your face, so shutting out the day.

An instant, then to me, your low good-bye--
Good-night, good-bye; and then the social reign,
The lights, the songs, the flowers--and the pain.

[The end]
Gilbert Parker's poem: Benedictus

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