I know that this was Life, — the track
      Whereon with equal feet we fared;
      And then, as now, the day prepared
The daily burden for the back.

      As light as carrier-birds in air;
      I loved the weight I had to bear,
Because it needed help of Love:

Nor could I weary, heart or limb,
      When mighty Love would cleave in twain
      The lading of a single pain,
And part it, giving half to him.

Last modified 15 February 2010