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XXIV

I shall be ever maiden,

If thou be not my lover,

And no man shall possess me

Henceforth and forever.

But thou alone shalt gather 5

This fragile flower of beauty—

To crush and keep the fragrance

Like a holy incense.

Thou only shalt remember

This love of mine, or hallow 10

The coming years with gladness,

Calm and pride and passion.