You and I, in the sere, brown weather, + 

When clouds hang thick in the frowning sky, + 

When rain-tears drip on the bloomless heather, + 

Unheeding the storm-blasts will walk together, + 

And look to each other⁠—You and I. + 

You and I, when the clouds are shriven + 

To show the cliff-broods of lightnings high; + 

When over the ramparts, swift, thunder-driven, + 

Rush the bolts of Hate from a Hell-lit Heaven, + 

Will smile at each other⁠—You and I. + 

You and I, when the bolts are falling, + 

The hot air torn with the earth’s wild cries, + 

Will lean through the darkness where Death is calling, + 

Will search through the shadows where Night is palling, + 

And find the light in each other’s eyes. + 

You and I, when black sheets of water + 

Drench and tear us and drown our breath, + 

Below this laughter of Hell’s own daughter, + 

Above the smoke of the storm-girt slaughter, + 

Will hear each other and gleam at Death. + 

You and I, in the gray night dying, + 

When over the east-land the dawn-beams fly, + 

Down in the groans, in the low, faint crying, + 

Down where the thick blood is blackly lying, + 

Will reach out our weak arms, You and I. + 

You and I, in the cold, white weather, + 

When over our corpses the pale lights lie, + 

Will rest at last from the dread endeavor, + 

Pressed to each other, for parting⁠—never! + 

Our dead lips together, You and I. + 

You and I, when the years in flowing + 

Have left us behind with all things that die, + 

With the rot of our bones shall give soil for growing + 

The loves of the Future, made sweet for blowing + 

By the dew of the kiss of a last good-bye! + 