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When my blood flows calm as a purling river, / When my heart is asleep and my brain has sway, / It is then that I vow we must part forever, / That I will forget you, and put you away / Out of my life, as a dream is banished / Out of the mind when the dreamer awakes; / That I know it will be, when the spell has vanished, / Better for both of our sakes.
When the court of the mind is ruled by Reason, / I know it is wiser for us to part; / But Love is a spy who is plotting treason, / In league with that warm, red rebel, the Heart. / They whisper to me that the King is cruel, / That his reign is wicked, his law a sin; / And every word they utter is fuel / To the flame that smoulders within.
And on nights like this, when my blood runs riot / With the fever of youth and its mad desires, / When my brain in vain bids my heart be quiet, / When my breast seems the centre of lava-fires, / Oh, then is the time when most I miss you, / And I swear by the stars and my soul and say / That I will have you and hold you and kiss you, / Though the whole world stands in the way.
And like Communists, as mad, as disloyal, / My fierce emotions roam out of their lair; / They hate King Reason for being royal; / They would fire his castle, and burn him there. / Oh, Love! they would clasp you and crush you and kill you, / In the insurrection of uncontrol. / Across the miles, does this wild war thrill you / That is raging in my soul?