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[I must depart, but like to his last breath]
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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[I must depart, but like to his last breath]

I must depart, but like to his last breath
That leaves the seat of life, for liberty
I go, but dying, and in this our death,
Where soul and soul is parted, it is I
The deader part yet fly away,
While she alas, in whom before
I liv'd, dyes her own death and more,
I feeling mine too much, and her own stay.
But since I must depart, and that our love
Springing at first but in an earthly mould,
Transplanted to our souls, now doth remove
Earthly effects, what time and distance would,
Nothing now can our loves allay
Though as the better Spirits will
That both love us and know our ill,
We do not either all the good we may.
Thus when our souls that must immortal be,
For our loves cannot dye, nor we, (unless
We dye not both together) shall be free
Unto their open and eternal peace,
Sleep, Death's Embassadour, and best
Image, doth yours often so show,
That I thereby must plainly know
Death unto us must be freedom and rest.
May 1608.