Back To The Border

The tremulous morning is breaking

Against the white waste of the sky,

And hundreds of birds are awaking

In tamarisk bushes hard by.

I, waiting alone in the station,

Can hear in the distance, grey-blue,

The sound of that iron desolation,

The train that will bear me from you.

‘T will carry me under your casement,

You’ll feel in your dreams as you lie

The quiver, from gable to basement,

The rush of my train sweeping by.

And I shall look out as I pass it,–

Your dear, unforgettable door,

‘T was _ours_ till last night, but alas! it

Will never be mine any more.

Through twilight blue-grey and uncertain,

Where frost leaves the window-pane free,

I’ll look at the tinsel-edged curtain

That hid so much pleasure for me.

I go to my long undone duty

Alone in the chill and the gloom,

My eyes are still full of the beauty

I leave in your rose-scented room.

Lie still in your dreams; for your tresses

Are free of my lingering kiss.

I keep you awake with caresses

No longer; be happy in this!

From passion you told me you hated

You’re now and for ever set free,

I pass in my train, sorrow-weighted,

Your house that was Heaven to me.

You won’t find a trace, when you waken,

Of me or my love of the past,

Rise up and rejoice! I have taken

My longed-for departure at last.

My fervent and useless persistence

You never need suffer again,

Nor even perceive in the distance

The smoke of my vanishing train!

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• Sonnet 48: How careful was I, when I took my way by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 47: Betwixt mine eye and heart a league is took by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 46: Mine eye and heart are at a mortal war by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 45: The other two, slight air and purging fire by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 44: If the dull substance of my flesh were thought by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 43: When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 42: That thou hast her, it is not all my grief by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 41: Those pretty wrongs that liberty commits by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 40: Take all my loves, my love, yea, take them all by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 3: Look in thy glass, and tell the face thou viewest by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 39: O, how thy worth with manners may I sing by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 38: How can my Muse want subject to invent by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 37: As a decrepit father takes delight by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 36: Let me confess that we two must be twain by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 35: No more be grieved at that which thou hast done by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 34: Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 33: Full many a glorious morning have I seen by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 74: But be contented when that fell arrest by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 73: That time of year thou mayst in me behold by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare
• Sonnet 72: O, lest the world should task you to recite by William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

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