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LXX

My lover smiled, "O friend, ask not

The journey's end, nor whence we are.

That whistling boy who minds his goats

So idly in the grey ravine,

"The brown-backed rower drenched with spray, 5

The lemon-seller in the street,

And the young girl who keeps her first

Wild love-tryst at the rising moon—

"Lo, these are wiser than the wise.

And not for all our questioning 10

Shall we discover more than joy,

Nor find a better thing than love!

"Let pass the banners and the spears,

The hate, the battle, and the greed;

For greater than all gifts is peace, 15

And strength is in the tranquil mind."