• And sometimes when I am weary,
    When the path is thorny and Wild,
    I'll look back to the Eyes in the twilight,
    Back to the eyes that smiled.
    And pray that a wreath like a rainbow
    May slip from the beautiful past,
    And Crown me again with the sweet, strong love
    And keep me, and hold me fast.

    Voltairine De Cleyre (2004). “The Voltairine de Cleyre Reader”, A K PressDistribution