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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. (1878–1962).  Anthology of Magazine Verse for 1920.  1920.
My Lonely One
John Hall Wheelock
EVEN as a hawk’s in the large heaven’s hollow
  Are the great ways and gracious of your love,
No lesser heart or wearier wing may follow
  In those’ broad gyres where you rest and move.
Most merciless, most high, most proud, most lonely—        5
  In the clear space between the sky and sea
Wheel her huge orbits, where the sea-winds only
  Wander the sun-roads of Immensity.
Yet have I known your heart and of what fashion
  Your love, how great, how hardly to be borne—        10
Your tenderness, too perfect for compassion,
  Your divine strength, too pure and proud for scorn.
You are most beautiful; though it is given
  But few to find you, fewer still to keep
Your high path through the solitude of heaven,        15
  My lonely one, your watch upon the Deep.
Now toward the gold glow of the sunset’s splendour
  Veer your great vans—what haven in the west
Now draws you—while the mellowing light makes tender
  Your dripping plumes—what islands of the blest?        20
Lift me, O lift me up to you forever,
  Beautiful Terror! Let your sacred might
Stoop to me here and save—O let me never
  Sink from you now to share a lesser flight!
Even as I pray my wings of longing fail me,        25
  And my heart flags. In solitude you move
Down the night’s shore: not praying shall avail me
  To lift me, fallen from your faultless love.

  The Freeman


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