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 :The garden of fond Grief all empty lies
 * And unregretted dip the languid oars
 * Of Charon thro’ the gloom, and then are gone.


 * Red-lipped and breathing woman, made for love,
 * How can this clamouring heart of mine forget?


 * You will forget, e’en though you would or no,
 * And the long years shall leave you free again;
 * And in some other Spring when other lips
 * Let fall my name, you will remember not.


 * Enough,—but let me kiss the heavy rose
 * Of your red mouth.


 * Not until Death has kissed
 * It white as these white garments, and has robed
 * This body for its groom.


 * O woman honey-pale
 * And passion-worn, here to my hungering lips
 * These arms shall hold you close!


 * You come too late;
 * Forth to a sterner lover must I fare!


 * Mine flamed your first love, and shall glow your last!


 * Then meet this One, and know!