第35章 POEM: THE LAST DEFEAT

Across the field of day In sudden blazon lay The pallid bar of gold Borne on the shield of day.

Night had endured so long, And now the Day grew strong With lance of light to hold The Night at bay.

So on my life's dull night The splendour of your light Traversed the dusky shield And shone forth golden bright.

Your colours I have worn Through all the fight forlorn, And these, with life, I yield, To-night, to Night.