| white guardians of the universe of sleep |
| safely may by imperishable your |
| glory escourted through infinite countries be |
| my darling(open the very secret of hope |
| to her eyes, not any longer blinded with |
| a world; and let her heart's each whisper wear |
| all never guessed unknowable most joy) |
| faithfully blossoming beyond to breathe |
| suns of the night, bring this beautiful |
| wanderer home to a dream called time: and give |
| herself into the mercy of that star, |
| if out of climbing whom begins to spill |
| such golden blood as makes his moon alive |
| sing more will wonderfully birds than are |