John Bannister Tabb

1845-1909 / the United States

A Trysting Place

As stars amid the darkness seen,
When flows the deepening dawn between
To cover them from sight,
O'erleap the spaces of the dark,
And, spark to quickening sister-spark,
Commingle in the light;
E'en so a solitary way
Do we, Beloved, day by day,
In weariness and pain,
Climb desolate from steep to steep,
Till in the shadowy Vale of Sleep
Our spirits blend again.
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