Go from me. Yet I feel that I shall stand br Henceforward in thy shadow. Nevermore br Alone upon the threshold of my door br Of individual life, I shall command br The uses of my soul, nor lift my hand br Serenely in the sunshine as before, br Without the sense of that which I forbore-- br Thy touch upon the palm. The widest land br Doom takes to part us, leaves thy heart in mine br With pulses that beat double. What I do br And what I dream include thee, as the wine br Must taste of its own grapes. And when I sue br God for myself, He hears that name of thine, br And sees within my eyes the tears of two.