Clouds Without Water

XIV Behold! I have said. The destiny obscure Of this our deed obscure we shall not skry. We know " no happy end! — but we endure, Abiding as the Pole Star in the sky. You mix your life in mine — then soul in soul We shoot forth, meteors, travelling on and on Far beyond Space to some dark-glimmering goal Where never a sun or star hath risen or shone ; Where we shall be the evil light beyond time, Beyond space, beyond thought, supreme in deathless pang : Nor shall a sound tnvade that hall of crime, Only the champing of the insatiate fang Of the undying worm our love, fast wed Unto — no happy end, Behold! I have said. — Th — I] The Alchemist