Girl To A Soldier On Leave br Love! You love me — your eyes br Have looked through death at mine. br You have tempted a grave too much br I let you — I repine. br br I love you - Titan lover, br My own storm-days Titan. br Greater than the son of Zeus, br I know whom I would choose. br br Titan — my splendid rebel — br The old Prometheus br Wanes like a ghost before your power — br His pangs were joys to yours. br br Pallid days arid and wan br Tied your soul fast. br Babel-cities smoky tops br Pressed upon your growth br br Weary gyves. What were you br But a word in the brains ways, br Or the sleep of Circes swine. br One gyve holds you yet. br br It held you hiddenly on the Somme br Tied from my heart at home. br O must it loosen now? — I wish br You were bound with the old gyves. br br Love! you love me — your eyes br Have looked through death at mine. br You have tempted a grave too much. br I let you - I repine.