The Two That type of Perfect in his minded Us Ha He seems to hear a Heavenly Friend, The end and the beginning vex hayot (1 < He knows a baseness in his blood mech Heaven opens inward, chasms yawn, Ah! sure within him and without, But thou canst answer not again. The doubt would rest, I dare not solve. As when a billow, blown against, je svetla Voices • Where wert thou when thy father play'd The Two In his free field, and pastime made, merry boy in sun and shade? A 'A merry boy they call'd him then, 'Before the little ducts began To feed thy bones with lime, and ran 'Who took a wife, who rear'd his race, Whose wrinkles gather'd on his face, Whose troubles number with his days: ult 'A life of nothings, nothing-worth, From that first nothing ere his birth. To that last nothing under earth! ' These words,' I said, 'are like the rest: No certain clearness, but at best A vague suspicion of the breast: 'But if I grant, thou mightst defend The thesis which thy words intendThat to begin implies to end; 'Yet how should I for certain hold, 'I cannot make this matter plain, bas The Two • It may be that no life is found, Which only to one engine bound Falls off, but cycles always round. Wade da 'As old mythologies relate, Some draught of Lethe might await 'As here we find in trances, men 'So might we, if our state were such For those two likes might meet and touch. 'Some vague emotion of delight 'Or if thro' lower lives I came 'I might forget my weaker lot; • And men, whose reason long was blind, 'Much more, if first I floated free, As naked essence, must I be Incompetent of memory: For memory dealing but with time, hak 'Moreover, something is or seems, on edid • Of something felt, like something here; The still voice laugh'd. I talk,' said he, 'But thou,' said I, hast missed thy mark, Who sought'st to wreck my mortal ark, By making all the horizon dark. 'Why not set forth, if I should do đi baA Whatever crazy sorrow saith,dit 'Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant; More life, and fuller, that I want. N The Two The Two I ceased, and sat as one forlorn.om dooM › And I arose, and I released momem so? ? Like soften'd airs that blowing steal, noM On to God's house the people prest One walk'd between his wife and child, The prudent partner of his bloodgods an¶ And in their double love secure, son yd W These three made unity so sweet, hvid Wa I blest them, and they wander'd on: T M |