Lalila To The Ferengi Lover

Why above others was I so blessed

And honoured? to be chosen one

To hold you, sleeping, against my breast,

As now I may hold your only son.

Twelve months ago; that wonderful night!

You gave your life to me in a kiss;

Have I done well, for that past delight,

In return, to have given you this?

Look down at his face, your face, beloved,

His eyes are azure as yours are blue.

In every line of his form is proved

How well I loved you, and only you.

I felt the secret hope at my heart

Turned suddenly to the living joy,

And knew that your life and mine had part

As golden grains in a brass alloy.

And learning thus, that your child was mine,

Thrilled by the sense of its stirring life,

I held myself as a sacred shrine

Afar from pleasure, and pain, and strife,

That all unworthy I might not be

Of that you had deigned to cause to dwell

Hidden away in the heart of me,

As white pearls hide in a dusky shell.

Do you remember, when first you laid

Your lips on mine, that enchanted night?

My eyes were timid, my lips afraid,

You seemed so slender and strangely white.

I always tremble; the moments flew

Swiftly to dawn that took you away,

But this is a small and lovely you

Content to rest in my arms all day.

Oh, since you have sought me, Lord, for this,

And given your only child to me,

My life devoted to yours and his,

Whilst I am living, will always be.

And after death, through the long To Be,

(Which, I think, must surely keep love’s laws,)

I, should you chance to have need of me,

Am ever and always, only yours.

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• One’s-Self I Sing. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• One Hour to Madness and Joy. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Once I Pass’d Through a Populous City. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
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• On Journeys Through The States. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Old Ireland. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Offerings. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Of the Visage of Things. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Of the Terrible Doubt of Appearances. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Of Him I Love Day and Night. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• O You Whom I Often and Silently Come. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• O Tan-faced Prairie Boy. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• O Sun of Real Peace. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
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• O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig! by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Now List to my Morning’s Romanza. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
• Now Finale to the Shore. by Walt Whitman by Walt Whitman
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