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Death? it is but a Sponge that passes,

One the Appeaseless e'er will squeeze

Back into Lethe's flood—whose lasting

Is eternities.

III

"False!" cry you, "and an unbeseeming

Blasphemy!"—Well, look around.

Is it not only in blaspheming

Truth is ever to be found?

Whether it be, one thing I ask you,

Lovers and poets, tell, I pray,

Was there ever a love-oath ended

Ere the Judgment Day?

IV

"O," you answer, "ill is in all things."

But in an ancient lie what's good?

Is it not better just to call things

What they are—not what we would?

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