He fears his good fortune
There was a glorious time
At an epoch of my prime;
And evenings golden-red;
And in my heart I said,
"However this chanced to be,
It is too full for me,
Too rare, too rapturous, rash,
Its spell must close with a crash
The radiance went on
Anon and yet anon,
And sweetness fell around
Like manna on the ground.
"I've no claim,"
Said I, "to be thus crowned:
I am not worthy this: --
Must it not go amiss? --
Well . . . let the end foreseen
Come duly! -- I am serene."
-- And it came.
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