Wound with bright ivies and trumpeting haws
And days eat days and white stars are pining?
That very few had taken
In hopes more true in hearts more gay
Where will you stay while rivers run
Of whitest sand embroidered with flowers
(Of go and stay)
Why do we talk of go and stay?
In all eyes shining
There was a road as once I saw
In hands that heal in thoughts that play
In love that is stronger and brighter than day