I have calmed me with the thought of nothingness-
who know that none shall evermore escape
From the world's dream and stand illusionless.

In fancy I have leaned from Lethe's edge-
Knowing the driven dust will pass again
When the tomb has broke its sealed and marble pledge.

And I have smiled at the idleness of love-
Who find the swords of your unforgotten beauty
Posted before, behind me, and above.