Robert Laurence Binyon - At Evening

Robert Laurence Binyon - At Evening

Fly home, my thoughts, that fretting br In alien words all day, br Have longed for the sun's setting br And wished all words away. br Fly home to her that knows you, br And in her heart repose you. br br Fly home, my thoughts, and flutter br Like doves to gentle hands. br You need no lips to utter br What her heart well understands. br Her heart will open to you: br From far, my thoughts, she knew you. br br Breathe out your breath, like roses, br About her loosened hair; br Soothe each eyelid that closes br With tender murmured prayer; br Your happy vigil keeping br Over her sacred sleeping. br br Fly home, my thought's devotion, br Fly fast and there abide. br A barren senseless ocean br Is all the world beside. br Your home is only there, where she br Shrines all the world's desire for me.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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