I know now it cannot end
Eternity would have to bend
Before our love’s large strength
Which will suffer no reverse
Infinity’s enduring length
Is not as far as love can send
Its message to the universe.
What are the golds of autumn day
But copper coins while I’m away?
The leaves that wreath – all yellow and green...
The last pear plucked
The evening primrose gone –
What now may fate deduct...
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