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While we likewise flag; It silences many singers; Its slow days drag, Yet hasten at speed To leave us in chilly need For Winter to strip indeed. In all-lack Winter, Dull of sense and of sound, We huddle and shiver Beside our splinter Of crackling pine, Snow in sky and snow on ground. Winter and cold Can't last for ever! To-day, to-morrow, the sun will shine; When we are old, But some still are young, Singing the song Which others have sung, Ringing the bells Which others have rung,-- Even so! We ourselves, who else? We ourselves long Long ago. MARIANA. Not for me marring or making, Not for me giving or taking; I love my Love and he loves not me, I love my Love and my heart is breaking. Sweet is Spring in its lovely showing, Sweet the violet veiled in blowing, Sweet it is to love and be loved; Ah, sweet knowledge beyond my knowing! Who sighs for love sighs but for pleasure, Who wastes for love hoards up a treasure; Sweet to be loved and take no count, Sweet it is to love without measure. Sweet my Love whom I loved to try for, Sweet my Love whom I love and sigh for, Will you once love me and sigh for me, You my Love whom I love and die for? MEMENTO MORI. Poor the pleasure Doled out by measure, Sweet though it be, while brief As falling of the leaf; Poor is pleasure By weight and measure. Sweet the sorrow Which ends to-morrow; Sharp though it be and sore, It ends for evermore: Zest of sorrow, What ends to-morrow. "ONE FOOT ON SEA, AND ONE ON SHORE." "Oh tell me once and tell me twice And tell me thrice to make it plain, When we who part this weary day, When we who part shall meet again." "When windflowers blossom on the sea And fishes skim along the plain, Then we who part this weary day, Then you and I shall meet again." "Yet tell me once before we part, Why need we part who part in pain? If flowers must blossom on the sea, Why, we shall never meet again. "My cheeks are paler than a rose, My tears are salter than the main, My heart is like a lump of ice If we must never meet again." "Oh weep or laugh, but let me be, And live
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