• I am shut out of mine own heart heart
    because my love is far from me,
    nor in the wonders have I part
    that fill its hidden empery:

    The wildwood of adventurous thought
    and lands of dawn my dream had won,
    the riches out of Faery brought
    are buried with our bridal sun. cool

    And I am in a narrow place,
    and all its little streets are cold,
    because the absence of her face
    has robb'd the sullen air of gold.

    My home is in a broader day:
    at times I catch it glistening
    thro' the dull gate, a flower'd play
    and odour of undying spring:

    The long days that I lived alone,
    sweet madness of the springs I miss'd,
    are shed beyond, and thro' them blown
    clear laughter, and my lips are kiss'd:

    And here, from mine own joy apart,
    I wait the turning of the key: -
    I am shut out of mine own heart heart
    because my love is far from me. emo