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Light of my lives! Is the time not yet? Lo, I've brooded on a star Through many a year, with the hope held dear That, in some future far, I would know the joy of a love returned. Are my lives lived vainly, all, Since that cosmic morn when life, new-born, First moved on this mundane ball?

Yea, I mind it yet, when first we met On a tertiary rock, How the graceful charm of your rudiments Imparted love's first shock. But I was a mere organic cell In that early Eocene, While you were a prim, primordial germ, And the mother of protogene.