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We had each other's youth; the halcyon At wrist, Hymettos but a sunny sail Beyond each morning's morrow, and the gale Set westward. Oh, we had the towering sun, The lift of the year, flood tide,—all things begun, None ended, none attained; even to fail Was tart grape under tongue, and life a tale That should have pause for reveries anon.

We had each other's youth; why then what's lost If we who one time, 'top of happy hours, Found each the other and himself found most, Finding how self in all selves blows and flowers— If we who were one seeking and one ghost, Losing each other, find what loss is ours?