III.

I breathed a name once and again, I said a bitter thing in my pain, “I gave you all my love, and I spent it all in vain!”

Then I saw a form across the night Glide down the stars in a veil of light, And I said, “Who are you, dweller of the Infinite?”

And I heard a voice on the stilly air, “You chide amiss in your own despair; Lo, I am the soul of her love, and I follow you everywhere!”