Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
ArtJames Thomson (18341882)
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In all these silken lines?
And where and to whom will it go at last?
Such subtle knots and twines!
With all its hopes and fears,
With all its anguish and all its bliss,
And its hours as heavy as years.
To I know not where above;
To that sphere beyond the highest star
Where dwells the soul of my Love.
With countless subtle twines;
For ever its fire breaks out at last,
And shrivels all the lines.