LAST WORDS.
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Wine sweeter than first wine,
She gave him by drop, by drop;
Wine stronger than seal could sign,
She poured and did not stop.
She gave him by drop, by drop;
Wine stronger than seal could sign,
She poured and did not stop.
Soul of my soul, the shapes
Of the things of earth are one;
Rememberest thou the grapes
I brought thee in the sun?
Of the things of earth are one;
Rememberest thou the grapes
I brought thee in the sun?
And darest thou still drink
Wine stronger than seal can sign?
And smilest thou to think
Eternal vintage thine?
Wine stronger than seal can sign?
And smilest thou to think
Eternal vintage thine?
LAST WORDS.
EAR hearts, whose love has been so sweet to know,That I am looking backward as I go,
Am lingering while I haste, and in this rain
Of tears of joy am mingling tears of pain;
Do not adorn with costly shrub, or tree,
Or flower, the little grave which shelters me.
Let the wild wind-sown seeds grow up unharmed,
And back and forth all summer, unalarmed,
Let all the tiny, busy creatures creep;
Let the sweet grass its last year's tangles keep;
And when, remembering me, you come some day
And stand there, speak no praise, but only say,
"How she loved us! 'T was that which made her dear!"
Those are the words that I shall joy to hear.
