Classic Poem

Is it not wonderful that when we meet
The whole surrounding world-scene fades away!
We are sufficient each to each: we say,
" Now do the weary rest, — and rest is sweet. "
Thou hast the tenderness of Christlike feet
That flush with rose the worldly waters grey;
And I? God gives me manhood to convey
To thy time-frozen heart new vital heat.

So like two gods we blend our souls in one,
Lords of all seasons, kings of the wide land,
A queen and king with wedded hand in hand, —
Gazing triumphant at our long work done,
And fearless at the leagues that yet expand
Between us and the setting of the sun.