Now that I have won <br />Long despaired of peace, <br />And those fears are flown <br />That vext so my heart's ease; <br /> <br />Shall I wish my love <br />Had found a path more smooth, <br />With no thorns to prove <br />Its constancy and truth? <br /> <br />Wish those nights not spent, <br />Long, unhappy nights, <br />Which in sighings went <br />Over lost delights? <br /> <br />Wish those tears unwept, <br />When you seemed unkind? <br />Nay; for these pangs kept <br />Love steadfast in my mind. <br /> <br />Out of these he came <br />Stronger, tenderer; tried <br />As with burning flame; <br />Proved and purified. <br /> <br />Not in vain I shook <br />With those tears and sighs, <br />If now Love may look <br />Out of Faith's clear eyes. <br /> <br />Now may my tired head <br />On your breast repose, <br />By your heart comforted, <br />Which it trusts and knows.<br /><br />Robert Laurence Binyon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/now-that-i-have-won-2/
