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Death and Dives

Through heat, through cold, o'er distant seas,
Now fanned, now baffled by the breeze,
I gathered these.
And then thou askest me,
Leaving my glittering halls, to pass with thee
From men, from light,
Into the voiceless night.'

Death smiled upon him, and then said,
As his lips gently touched his head:
'Behold! how much I give to thee

In place of all thou leav'st for me.'