Oh, how, in the ending years
Is love more tender and superstitious -
O shine! O shine, my parting rays
Of the evening sun, of the last heart wishes!
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Let blood in veins has a thinner staff,
But a heart preserves the gentle passion -
O you, my last and tender love,
You are my bliss and desperation. Very fine poem. tony
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Let blood in veins has a thinner staff, But a heart preserves the gentle passion - O you, my last and tender love, You are my bliss and desperation. Very fine poem. tony