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  • What the Bullet Sang

    From the Newark Evening Star, March 6, 1915. By Bret Harte.

    O joy of creation
        To be!
    O rapture to fly
        And be free!
    Be the battle lost or won,
    Though its smoke shall hide the sun,
    I shall find my love—the one
        Born for me!

    I shall know him where he stands
        All alone
    With the power in his hands
        Not o’erthrown;
    I shall know him by his face
    By his godlike front and grace;
    I shall hold him for a space
        All my own!

    It is he—O my love!
        So bold!
    It is I—all thy love
    It is I! O love! What bliss!
    Dost thou answer to my kiss?
    O sweetheart! What is this
        Lieth there so cold?