• Heart of my heart, we are one with the wind,
    One with the clouds that are whirled o'er the lea,
    One in many, O broken and blind,
    One as the waves are at one with the sea!
    Ay! when life seems scattered apart,
    Darkens, ends as a tale that is told,
    One, we are one, O heart of my heart,
    One, still one, while the world grows old.

    Alfred Noyes (2008). “The Golden Hynde”, p.144, Wildside Press LLC