XV.

Ah, Love, I cannot die, I cannot go

Down in the dark and leave you all alone!

Ah, hold me fast, safe in the warmth I know,

And never shut me underneath a stone.

Dead in the grave! And I can never hear

If you are ill or if you miss me, Dear.

Dead, oh my God! and you may need me yet,

While I shall sleep; while I—while _I_—forget!

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