To Vera (3)

By George Sterling

        O flame and dew!
Young heart, to whom the world is all To-morrow!
    O onward skies of blue,
Where joy, a sun, annuls the clouds of sorrow!

        Delay, delay!
Call back thy thoughts from dawns as yet unrisen!
    'Tis Paradise to-day-
Then pause, ere Time thy winged dreams imprison!

        The future lies
A shadowland where hope alone has title —
    A realm of waiting sighs
For lost embraces gone beyond requital.

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