AFTER JUDGMENT 
63 
 
Farewell !  O God, in endless bliss 
 Crowned, with Thine angels singing by :   
I go to hell, with her last kiss 
 Yet tingling in my memory. 
 
Nay, start not from Thy throne !  I go 
 At Thy black damning to the deep. 
Thou canst not follow me !  I know  
 This thing I had, and this I keep. 
 
God !  I have loved.  I love !  I love, 
 And shall love through Thine ageless hell. 
Thou hast the kingdom of the Above, 
 And I, her memory.  Fare Thee well !   
 
To Thine I Am—supreme exclaim, 
 The total of all that may be said !— 
I answer from the abyss of flame :   
 Dorothy !  and her mouth was red.