Dante Gabriel Rossetti - Cloud And Wind lyrics

Love, should I fear d**h most for you or me? Yet if you die, can I not follow you, Forcing the straits of change? Alas! but who Shall wrest a bond from night's inveteracy, Ere yet my hazardous soul put forth, to be Her warrant against all her haste might rue?— Ah! in your eyes so reached what dumb adieu, What unsunned gyres of waste eternity? And if I die the first, shall d**h be then A lampless watchtower whence I see you weep?— Or (woe is me!) a bed wherein my sleep Ne'er notes (as d**h's dear cup at last you drain), The hour when you too learn that all is vain And that Hope sows what Love shall never reap?