Mathilde Blind (1841-1896). Love in Exile (Songs). I. "Thou Walkest with Me". Alfred H. Miles, ed. 1907. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Alfred H. Miles, ed. Women Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907.

Love in Exile (Songs)
I. “Thou Walkest with Me”

By Mathilde Blind (1841–1896)

	“Whatever way my days decline,
	I felt and feel, tho’ left alone,
	His being working in mine own,
	The footsteps of his life in mine.”
	LORD TENNYSON.

THOU walkest with me as the spirit-light

Of the hushed moon, high o’er a snowy hill,

Walks with the houseless traveller all the night,

When trees are tongueless and when mute the rill.

Moon of my soul, O phantasm of delight,

Thou walkest with me still.

The vestal flame of quenchless memory burns

In my soul’s sanctuary. Yea, still for thee

My bitter heart hath yearned, as moonward yearns

Each separate wave-pulse of the clamorous sea:

My Moon of love, to whom for ever turns

The life that aches through me.