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Let us forget. What matters it that we / Once reigned o'er happy realms of long-ago, / And talked of love, and let our voices low, / And ruled for some brief sessions royally?
What if we sung, or laughed, or wept maybe?
It has availed not anything, and so / Let it go by that we may better know / How poor a thing is lost to you and me.
But yesterday I kissed your lips, and yet / Did thrill you not enough to shake the dew / From your drenched lids -- and missed, with no regret, / Your kiss shot back, with sharp breaths failing you; / And so, to-day, while our worn eyes are wet / With all this waste of tears, let us forget!