<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415785" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To My Wife</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oft in the night, from this lone room<br>I long to fly o’er land and sea,<br>To pierce the dark, dividing gloom,<br>And join myself to thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And thou to me wouldst gladly fly,<br>I know thee well, my own true wife!<br>We feel, that when we live not nigh,<br>We lose the crown of life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet soon I hope, at dead of night,<br>To meet where all is strange beside,<br>And mid the train’s resounding flight<br>To have thee by my side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then shall I feel that thou art near,<br>Joined hand to hand and soul to soul;<br>Short will that happy night appear,<br>As through the dark we roll.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then shall the secret of the will,<br>That dares not enter into bliss;<br>That longs for love, yet lingers still,<br>Be solved in one long kiss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I, drinking deep of thy rich love,<br>Thou feeling all the strength of mine,<br>Our souls will rise in faith above<br>The cares which make us pine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Till I give thee, thou giving me,<br>As that which either loves the best,<br>To Him that loved us both, that He<br>May take us to His rest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wandering and weak are all our prayers,<br>And fleeting half the gifts we crave;<br>Love only, cleansed from sins and cares,<br>Shall live beyond the grave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Strengthen our love, O Lord, that we<br>May in Thine own great love believe<br>And, opening all our soul to Thee,<br>May Thy free gift receive.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All powers of mind, all force of will,<br>May lie in dust when we are dead,<br>But love is ours, and shall be still,<br>When earth and seas are fled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Clerk+Maxwell">James Clerk Maxwell</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=415785" data-title="To My Wife de James Clerk Maxwell" data-description="Oft in the night, from this lone room I long to fly o’er land and sea, To pierce the dark, dividing gloom, And join myself to thee. And thou to me wouldst gladly fly, I know thee well, my own true wife! We feel, that when we live not nigh, We l..."></div> </div> </div>

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