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XI

She
speaks, dreamily:
Earth gives its flowers to us
And heaven its stars. Indeed,
These are as lips that woo us,

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Those are as lights that lead,
With love that doth pursue us,
With hope that still doth speed.
Yet shall the flowers lie riven,
And lips forget to kiss;
The stars fade out of heaven,
And lights lead us amiss—
As love for which we 've striven;
As hope that promises.