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On Gilead road the shadows creep; / ('Tis noon, and I forget; ) / By Gilead road the ferns are deep, / And waves run emerald, wind-beset, / To some unsanded shore / Of doe and dove and fay; / And I for love of that before, / Forget the hindward way.
By Gilead road a river runs, / (To what unshadowed sea? ) / Bough-hidden here, -- there by the sun's / Gold treachery unbared to me. / O Beauty in retreat, / From beckoned eyes you steal, / But the pursuing heart, more fleet, / Lifts your secretest veil.