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XLIV. A MESSAGE
I want thee, dear, to know—if my life's work is over
Nearly,—how proud I am that as thy songful lover
I entered these last lists.
Of all strong final work this I would choose the sureliest:
A true man sings the best, as ever too the pureliest,
With love's gold fetters round about his wrists.
Nearly,—how proud I am that as thy songful lover
I entered these last lists.
Of all strong final work this I would choose the sureliest:
A true man sings the best, as ever too the pureliest,
With love's gold fetters round about his wrists.
There is not any work,—if this indeed be nearly
The end of all,—that I with vision keen, and clearly
Discerning all, would take
Sooner than this. To sing thy girlish beauty peerless
And then to pass,—content and satisfied and fearless,—
While all hearts love thee for the sweet song's sake.
The end of all,—that I with vision keen, and clearly
Discerning all, would take
Sooner than this. To sing thy girlish beauty peerless
And then to pass,—content and satisfied and fearless,—
While all hearts love thee for the sweet song's sake.
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