Oh! if I could but lie down at thy feet,
And tell thee all—yea, every thought—I know
That thou wouldst think the best that could be thought,
And love and comfort me. O Julian,
I am more thine than ever.—Forgive me, husband,
For calling me, defiled and outcast, thine.
Yet may I not be thine as I am His?
Would I might be thy servant—yes, thy slave,
To wash thy feet, and dress thy lovely child,
And bring her at thy call—more wife than I.
But I shall never see thee, till the earth
Lies on us both—apart—oh, far apart!
How lonely shall I lie the long, long years!
O mother, there are blue skies here, and flowers,
And blowing winds, and kisses, mother dear!
And every time my father kisses me,
It is not father only, but another.
Make haste and come. My head never aches here.
Can it be that they are dead? Is it possible?
I feel as if they were near me!—Speak again,
Beloved voices; comfort me; I need it.
Singing.
Come to us: above the storm
Ever shines the blue.
Come to us: beyond its form
Ever lies the True.
Singing.
Mother, darling, do not weep—
All I cannot tell:
By and by you’ll go to sleep,
And you’ll wake so well.
Singing.
There is sunshine everywhere
For thy heart and mine:
God, for every sin and care,
Is the cure divine.
Singing.
We’re so happy all the day,
Waiting for another!
All the flowers and sunshine stay,
Watching for my mother.
My maiden! for true wife is always maiden
To the true husband: thou art mine forever.
What gentle hopes keep passing to and fro!
Thou shadowest me with thine own rest, my God;
A cloud from thee stoops down and covers me. She falls asleep on her knees.
Scene III
Julian on the summit of a mountain-peak. The stars are brilliant around a crescent moon, hanging halfway between the mountain and the zenith. Below lies a sea of vapour. Beyond rises a loftier pinnacle, across which is stretched a bar of cloud. Lily lies on the cloud, looking earnestly into the mist below.
| Julian |
Gazing upward. And thou wast with me all the time, my God, |
| Lily |
Come faster, mother dear; father is waiting. |
| Lilia |
Have patience with me, darling. By and by, |
| Julian |
I may not help her. She must climb and come. He reaches his hand, and the three are clasped in an infinite embrace. |
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