The kiss had been given and taken,
  And gathered to many past:
It never could reawaken;
  But you heard none say: “It’s the last!”
The clock showed the hour and the minute,
  But you did not turn and look:
You read no finis in it,
  As at closing of a book.
But you read it all too rightly
  When, at a time anon,
A figure lay stretched out whitely,
  And you stood looking thereon.
  And gathered to many past:
It never could reawaken;
  But you heard none say: “It’s the last!”
The clock showed the hour and the minute,
  But you did not turn and look:
You read no finis in it,
  As at closing of a book.
But you read it all too rightly
  When, at a time anon,
A figure lay stretched out whitely,
  And you stood looking thereon.
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