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 Shall God have care for this and this —Flowers that miss The love that gathers and that saves? For these graves, Shall love to be, or love that's past, Safe above, Be less than perfected at last, Less than Love?

O, who shall have the barren years? Who the tears? You, World that gave me a false kiss, Shall have this: But I—I know that Love hath been, And shall be Again, when I am no more seen, —After me.