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Altered； estranged； disintegrated； lost。
Nor shall my love avail you in your hour。
In spite of all my love； you will arise
Upon that day and wander down the air
Obscurely as the unattended flower；
It mattering not how beautiful you were；
Or how beloved above all else that dies。
IX
Let you not say of me when I am old；
In pretty worship of my withered hands
Forgetting who I am； and how the sands
Of such a life as mine run red and gold
Even to the ultimate sifting dust； 〃Behold；
Here walketh passionless age！〃for there expands
A curious superstition in these lands；
And by its leave some weightless tales are told。
In me no lenten wicks watch out the night；
I am the booth where Folly holds her fair；
Impious no less in ruin than in strength；
When I lie crumbled to the earth at length；
Let you not say； 〃Upon this reverend site
The righteous groaned and beat their breasts in prayer。〃
X
Oh； my beloved； have you thought of this：
How in the years to come unscrupulous Time；
More cruel than Death； will tear you from my kiss；
And make you old； and leave me in my prime？
How you and I； who scale together yet
A little while the sweet； immortal height
No pilgrim may remember or forget；
As sure as the world turns； some granite night
Shall lie awake and know the gracious flame
Gone out forever on the mutual stone；
And call to mind that on the day you came
I was a child； and you a hero grown？
And the night pass； and the strange morning break
Upon our anguish for each other's sake！
XI
As to some lovely temple； tenantless
Long since； that once was sweet with shivering brass；
Knowing well its altars ruined and the grass
Grown up between the stones； yet from excess
Of grief hard driven； or great loneliness；
The worshiper returns； and those who pass
Marvel him crying on a name that was；
So is it now with me in my distress。
Your body was a temple to Delight；
Cold are its ashes whence the breath is fled；
Yet here one time your spirit was wont to move；
Here might I hope to find you day or night；
And here I come to look for you； my love；
Even now； foolishly； knowing you are dead。
XII
Cherish you then the hope I shall forget
At length； my lord； Pieria？put away
For your so passing sake； this mouth of clay
These mortal bones against my body set；
For all the puny fever and frail sweat
Of human love；renounce for these； I say；
The Singing Mountain's memory； and betray
The silent lyre that hangs upon me yet？
Ah； but indeed； some day shall you awake；
Rather； from dreams of me； that at your side
So many nights； a lover and a bride；
But stern in my soul's chastity； have lain；
To walk the world forever for my sake；
And in each chamber find me gone again！
WILD SWANS
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over。
And what did I see I had not seen before？
Only a question less or a question more；
Nothing to match the flight of wild birds flying。
Tiresome heart； forever living and dying；
House without air； I leave you and lock your door。
Wild swans； come over the town； come over
The town again； trailing your legs and crying！
End