But not from elsewhere on the shore
It will leave the memory, where it burned:
To swim knows my flame the cold water,
And lose respect to severe law.
Close my eyes the last shadow
Shadow that the white day will take me,
And can this soul of mine untie
Time, to its flattering anxious eagerness
Soul, to whom all a prison God has been,
Veins, that humor to so much fire have given,
Medullas, that have gloriously burned,
His body will leave, not his care;
They shall be ashes, but it shall have meaning;
They shall be dust, but dust in love
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