The poem
ONLY in my deep heart I love you, sweetest heart. Many another vesture hath the soul, I pray Call me not forth from this. If from the light I part Only with clay I cling unto the clay.
And ah! my bright companion, you and I must go Our ways, unfolding lonely glories, not out own, Nor from each other gathered, but an inward glow Breathed by the Lone One on the seeker lone.
If for the heart’s own sake we break the heart, we may When the last ruby drop dissolves in diamond light Meet in a deeper vesture in another day. Until that dawn, dear heart, good-night, good-night.