Sonnet XXIX from 'The Assent' sonnet sequence-a long poem by R.C.Appleton

Sonnet XXIX
I shall be nameless, I shall be unknown,
Unfinished, broken, buried before I
Can make the love I wish. You will be gone.
Then will the silence swallow up my cry,
The crowd my face, the years my history
And you will go into another's arms
And there be sated with a different scent
And rapt with other lives and other charms
More seasonal and far less innocent;
Much as a ghost may wander in the halls
Of some vast mansion when its day is done,
I'll roam the planet's major capitals,
A lettered idiot with a heart of stone;
This I foresee, unless you can estrange
Your promised promiseless; promiscuous change.

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