Comfort

 DARK head by the fireside brooding,
 Where upon your ears
Whirlwinds of the earth intruding
 Sound in wrath and tears:


Tender-hearted, in your lonely
 Sorrow I would fain
Comfort you, and say that only
 Gods could feel such pain.


Only spirits know such longing
 For the far away;
And the fiery fancies thronging
 Rise not out of clay.


Keep the secret sense celestial
 Of the starry birth;
Though about you call the bestial
 Voices of the earth.


If a thousand ages since
 Hurled us from the throne:
Then a thousand ages wins
 Back again our own.


Sad one, dry away your tears:
 Mount again anew:
In the great ancestral spheres
 Waits the throne for you.

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