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XXXI.
[I envy not the lovers who are glad]
I envy not the lovers who are glad,Whose happy faces, foolish, fair, and fond,
Are mirrored in the narrow village-pond
As placid as their lives; who wax not sad
With the deep mysteries wherein life is clad,
Who see the long years multiply love's bond,
And dream of other life and love beyond,
And know not, being fools, that they are mad.
In sight of death we sit, and kiss and sigh,
Mid myrtles with a cedar-shade above,
Bound to each other by a mournful spell.
What joy were worth the solemn ecstasy,
The bitterness of our funereal love
Where each kiss is a lingering farewell
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