The Lovers

When Twilight veil'd with blue the sunset gold
And cast o'er Earth its web of mystery,
Two lovers lost in Life's infinity
Their love to each in deathless kisses told.
The brook did babble its eternal song ;
The thrush did lilt the ecstasy of Life ;
The stars, like flocks, the fields of heaven did throng,
While incense rose from perfumed flowers arife.
Ardent and long they stood in sweet embrace,
Stood dreaming of the years that Love would bring ;
They read the love-light in each burning face,
And swift as light a dream in each did spring—
A dream that blossom'd like the orchard tree
And found its fruit in sweet maternity.