Till Death is narrow Loving
Till Death is narrow Loving
The scantest Heart extant
Will hold you till your privilege
Of Finiteness be spent
But He whose loss procures you
Such Destitution that
Your Life too abject for itself
Thenceforward imitate
Until Resemblance perfect
Yourself, for His pursuit
Delight of Nature abdicate
Exhibit Love somewhat





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