Page:Poems, Volume 2, Coates, 1916.djvu/271

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IF love were but a little thing,
Strange love, which, more than all, is great—
One might not such devotion bring,
Early to serve and late.


If love were but a passing breath—
Wild love—which, as God knows, is sweet—
One might not make of life and death
A pillow for love's feet.

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