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We went down to Devon, In a warm summer rain, Knowing that our happiness Might never come again; I, not forgetting, "Till death us do part," Was outrageously happy With death in my heart.
Lovers in peacetime With fifty years to live, Have time to tease and quarrel And question what to give; But lovers in wartime Better understand The fullness of living, With death close at hand.