I Have in My Heart
I have in my heart, which bears no veil,
Two thrones of ivory, a crystal table set.
There they sit, each on her own trail—
Your false love, and mine, pale with regret.
I have in my heart, in that shining light,
Your name, dear, in a golden box concealed.
Take the key—no ignorant hand, however right,
Must ever open what must stay sealed.
Seek my heart, though it may seem to deny
A place for you—yet you alone reside.
And you will see, my love, reigning high
In a land where no man is crowned with pride!
