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 Love gazed afar with dreamt-lit eyes,

And answered, "Nay: but wise."

Yet, Love," said Life, "what can atone

For all the travail of thy years—

The yearnings vain, the vigils lone,

The pain, the sacrifice, the tears?"

Soft as the breath breathed from a rose,

The answer came: "Love knows."