We are caught in the coil of a God's romances -
We come from old worlds and we go afar:
I have missed you again in the Earth's wild chances -
Now to another star!Perhaps we are led and our loves are fated,
And our steps are counted one by one;
Perhaps we shall meet and our souls be mated,
After the burnt-out sun.For over the world a dim hope hovers,
The hope at the heart of all our songs -
That the banded stars are in league with lovers,
And fight against their wrongs.