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 LOVE AND DEATH

OVE'S not Death's slave and fears not his undoing; Life is of all Love's foes most pitiless, And custom tarnishes what in the wooing Seemed all the heart's desire of happiness.

Death is Love's friend, and sets a holy seal On all the past that never can be broken. Its beautifying touch knows to reveal On lips long silent eloquence unspoken.