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Walter Murdoch (1874–1970). The Oxford Book of Australasian Verse. 1918.

132. A Farewell

ONLY in my deep heart I love you, sweetest heart.

Many another vesture hath the soul, I pray

Call me not forth from this. If from the light I part

Only with clay I cling unto the clay.

And ah! my bright companion, you and I must go

Our ways, unfolding lonely glories, not out own,

Nor from each other gathered, but an inward glow

Breathed by the Lone One on the seeker lone.

If for the heart’s own sake we break the heart, we may

When the last ruby drop dissolves in diamond light

Meet in a deeper vesture in another day.

Until that dawn, dear heart, good-night, good-night.