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Fain would'st thou, well I know. But wherefore this?

It cannot be the dead to light should come.

O'ershoot not now the mark, but bear all bravely.

Easier to exhort than suffer and be strong.

But what thy profit, though for aye thou moan?

I too know this; yet love constraineth me.

Love for the lost—ay, that draws forth the tear.

She hath undone me more than words can tell.

A good wife hast thou lost, who shall gainsay?

So that this man hath no more joy in life.

Time shall bring healing: now is thy grief young.

Time—time?—O yea, if this thy Time be Death!