Gilbert Parker


Reunited

WHEN you and I have play'd the little hour,
   Have seen the tall subaltern Life to Death
   Yield up his sword; and, smiling, draw the breath,
The first long breath of freedom; when the flower
Of Recompense hath flutter'd to our feet,
   As to an actor's; and, the curtain down,
   We turn to face each other all alone--
Alone, we two, who never yet did meet,
Alone, and absolute, and free: O then,

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