Choose who will the wiser part—
I have held her heart to heart; 
And have felt her heart-strings stirred,
And her soul’s still singing heard 
For one golden-haloed hour
Of Love’s life the passion-flower. 
So the world may roll or rest—
I have tasted of its best; 
And shall laugh while I have breath
At thy dart and thee, O Death!                
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