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Rh And then of Euphron, whom you leave to mourn. "One stays with him," you said, And this one I bring with me to the dead."

Like many a one, when you had gold Love met you smiling, we are told; But now that all your gold is gone, Love leaves you hungry and alone.

And women, who have called you more Sweet names than ever were before, Will ask another now to tell What man you are and where you dwell.

Was ever anyone but you So long in learning what is true? Must you find only at the end That who has nothing has no friend?

To-morrow? Then your one word left is always now the same;