The Broken Wing/If You Call Me

​5. If You Call Me

If you call me I will come
  Swifter, O my Love,
Than a trembling forest deer
  Or a panting dove,
Swifter than a snake that flies
  To the charmer's thrall . . .
If you call me I will come
  Fearless what befall.

If you call me, I will come
  Swifter than desire,
Swifter than the lightning's feet
  Shod with plumes of fire.
Life's dark tides may roll between,
  Or Death's deep chasms divide—
If you call me I will come
  Fearless what betide.

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