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Now as I lean to whisper To earth the last farewells, The sly witch lays upon me The subtlest of her spells: Beauty that was not for me, The love that was denied, Their high disdainful sweetness Now melted from their pride: They run to me in vision, All promise in their gaze,
-"These gifts are in my treasure, Though fleeting be the breath; Here only to wild giving Is love made fire by death.