Digby Mackworth Dolben (Дигби Макворт Долбен)

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There was one who walked in shadow,
 There was one who walked in light:
But once their way together lay,
 Where sun and shade unite,

In the meadow of the lotus,
 In the meadow of the rose,
Where fair with youth and clear with truth
 The Living River flows.

Scarcely summer stillness breaking,
 Questions, answers, soft and low—
The words they said, the vows they made,
 None but the willows know.

Both have passed away for ever
 From the meadow and the stream;
Past their waking, past their breaking
 The sweetness of that dream.

One along the dusty highway
 Toiling counts the weary hours,
And one among its shining throng
 The world has crowned with flowers.

Sometimes perhaps amid the gardens,
 Where the noble have their part,
Though noon's o'erhead, a dew-drop's shed
 Into a lily's heart.

This I know, till one heart reaches
 Labour's sum, the restful grave,
Will still be seen the willow-green,
 And heard the rippling wave.

1. Dinae Munusculum
2. Homo Factus Est
3. Methought, through Many Years and Lands
4. Last Words
5. A Song of Eighteen

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