Poem by Richard Monckton Milnes

Only We

Dream no more that grief and pain
Could such hearts as ours enchain,
Safe from loss and safe from gain,
Free, as love makes free.

When false friends pass coldly by,
Sigh, in earnest pity, sigh,
Turning thine unclouded eye
Up from them to me.

Hear not danger's trampling feet,
Feel not sorrow's wintry sleet,
Trust that life is just and meet,
With mine arm round thee.

Lip on lip, and eye to eye,
Love to love, we live, we die;
No more thou, and no more I,
We, and only we!

1. One Moment More before That Fatal Leap!
2. Cannae
3. The Subterranean River, At Cong
4. Switzerland and Italy
5. To the Moon of the South

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