The Forgotten Word
By Gilbert Parker
Once in the twilight of the Austrian hills,
A word came to me, wonderful and good;
If I had spoken it — that message of the stars —
Love would have filled thy blood;
Love would have sent thee pulsing to my arms,
Laughing with joy, thy heart a nestling bird
An instant passed — it fled; and now I seek in vain
For that forgotten word.
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