Since Death brushed past me once more to-day,Let me say quickly what I must say:Take without shame the love I give you,Take it before I am hurried away.You are intrepid, noble, kind, My heart goes to you with my mind,The plummet of your thought is longSunk in deep water, cold with song.You are all I asked, my dear–My words are said, my way is clear.
-Sara Teasdale
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