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Me prove it now -- Whoever doubt
Me stop to prove it -- now --
Make haste -- the Scruple! Death be scant
For Opportunity --

The River reaches to my feet --
As yet -- My Heart be dry --
Oh Lover -- Life could not convince --
Might Death -- enable Thee --

The River reaches to My Breast --
Still -- still -- My Hands above
Proclaim with their remaining Might --
Dost recognize the Love?

The River reaches to my Mouth --
Remember -- when the Sea
Swept by my searching eyes -- the last --
Themselves were quick -- with Thee!

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