Poems (Blake)/Love's Almanac

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LOVE'S ALMANAC.
He came: and down through the gathering shadows The stars flashed far with a sudden light;Sweet perfume stole from the damp, dark meadows, Glory and gladness filled the night.
He went: and over the morning's splendor A darkness swept to its shining rim;Earth's throbbing heart-beats glad and tender Hushed to a silence deep and dim.
Ah dearest love! The ebbing and flowing Of time and its seasons are naught to me;Still is it winter when thou art going, And summer whenever thy face I see.
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