As 'twere to-night, in the brief space   Of a far eventime,  My spirit rang achime At vision of a girl of grace; As 'twere to-night, in the brief space   Of a far eventime. As 'twere at noontide of to-morrow   I airily walked and talked,   And wondered as I walked What it could mean, this soar from sorrow; As 'twere at noontide of to-morrow   I airily walked and talked. As 'twere at waning of this week   Broke a new life on me;   Trancings of bliss to be In some dim dear land soon to seek; As 'twere at waning of this week   Broke a new life on me!