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65 The Triumph of Time Some waif washed up with the strays and spars That ebb-tide shows to the shore and the stars ; Weed from the water, grass from a grave, A broken blossom, a ruined rhyme. There will no man do for your sake, I think, What I would have done for the least word said. I had wrung life dry for your lips to drink, Broken it up for your daily bread : Body for body and blood for blood, As the flow of the full sea risen to flood That yearns and trembles before it sink, I had given, ...and lain down for you, glad and dead. Yea, hope at highest and all her fruit, And time at fullest and all his dower, I had given you surely, and life to boot, Were we once made one for a single hour. But now you are twain, you are cloven apart, Flesh of his flesh, but heart of my heart : And deep in one is the bitter root, And sweet for one is the lifelong flower. To have died if you cared I should die for you, clung To my life if you bade me, played my part As it pleased you these were the thoughts that stung, The dreams that smote with a keener dart Than shafts of love or arrows of death ; These were but as fire is, dust, or breath, Or poisonous foam on the tender tongue Of the little snakes that eat my heart.
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