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Updated: May 20, 2025
Of you I'm jealous: none may name your name: * Lovers to lovers aye should bend thee low: So cut not off your grace from him who loves * While sickness wastes and sorrows overthrow. I watch the flowery stars which frighten me; * While cark and care mine every night foreslow. Nor Patience bides with me nor plan appears: * What shall I say when questioned of my foe?
How blest were we as 'death one roof we dwelt * Conjoined in joys nor recking aught of woe; Till Fortune shot us pith the severance shaft; * Ah who shall patient bear such parting throe? And dart of Death struck down amid the tribe * The age's pearl that Morn saw brightest show: I cried the while his case took speech and said: * Would Heaven, my son, Death mote his doom foreslow!
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