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[I. You tell me, friend, that seeing how fate has said]

You tell me, friend, that seeing how fate has said
The vetoing word which bids my footsteps fare
No longer where elysian meadows lie,
'Twere worthier wisdom than to yearn and sigh,
Hereafter with meek earthward-bended head
To walk below the burden I must bear.
And then you promise that in days to be
The love which I in stoic mood resign,
Smitten with self-denial as with a sword,
Shall pass and perish of its own accord—
Shall drop as drops the dead leaf from the tree,
The o'er-luscious cluster from the vine.
Oh, friend, and while your quiet counsel gives
This that you deem sweet comfort to appease,
The inexorable truth you have not guessed!
Learn that the heart within my desolate breast
Shudders to choose between alternatives
Harshly unequal as are these!
Oh, learn that I would count it bitter gain
To have been thus lightened of the bond I wore!

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For I would rather sorrow long years through
Than lose the right to sorrow as I do!
Rather love on, though love were life-long pain,
Than suffer not, yet love no more!