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240 But surely, though it die or live, Your face was worth All that a man may think to give On earth.

No darkness cast of years between Can darken you: Man’s love will never bid my queen Adieu.

Love hangs like light about your name As music round the shell: No heart can take of you a tame Farewell.

Yet, when your very face was seen, Ill gifts were yours for giving: Love gat strange guerdons of my queen When living.

O diamond heart unflawed and clear, The whole world’s crowning jewel! Was ever heart so deadly dear So cruel?

Yet none for you of all that bled Grudged once one drop that fell: Not one to life reluctant said Farewell.