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When out of the dark I come to you, A faint new spirit, blank and blind, -- A bird too weak to search the blue, -- A ship too frail to take the wind, --
When out of the dark I come to you, -- (You having called me from that Place Where I might sleep the aeons through, Lapped in the drowsy dark of Space,) --
Then must you claim me for your own, Who seem no more your own than light, Across an upland pasture blown In the great solitudes of night?
Body and soul, you live in me. Yet strange am I, and wild, and new. Oh, can your loving leave me free, When out of the dark I come to you? --