To disappear enhances—

To disappear enhances — The Man that runs away Is tinctured for an instant With Immortality

But yesterday a Vagrant — Today in Memory lain With superstitious value We tamper with "Again"

But "Never" far as Honor Withdraws the Worthless thing And impotent to cherish We hasten to adorn —

Of Death the sternest function That just as we discern The Excellence defies us — Securest gathered then

The Fruit perverse to plucking, But leaning to the Sight With the ecstatic limit Of unobtained Delight —