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A Literary Interlude: Wedded (Isaac Rosenberg)

They leave their love-lorn haunts,
Their sigh-warm floating Eden ;
And they are mute at once,
Mortals by God unheeden,
By their past kisses chidden.

But they have kist and known
Clear things we dim by guesses--
Spirit to spirit grown :
Heaven, born in hand-caresses.
Love, fall from sheltering tresses.

And they are dumb and strange:
Bared trees bowed from each other.
Their last green interchange
What lost dreams shall discover ?
Dead, strayed, to love-strange lover.