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thou remember ever, for my sake, When we two rowed upon the rock-bound lake? How the wind-fretted waters blew their spray About our brows like blossom-falls of May One memorable day?

Dost thou remember the glad mouth that cried— "Were it not sweet to die now side by side, To lie together tangled in the deep Close as the heart-beat to the heart—so keep The everlasting sleep?"