<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[Pg 7]</SPAN></span></p>
<h3><SPAN name="V" id="V"></SPAN>V</h3>
<h3><i>Too Late</i></h3>
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<span class="i0">Upon your stone the wine of my desire<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Is spilled. Your poppy lips have grown too pale<br/></span>
<span class="i2">From fasting. Your white hands will not avail<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The cold eyes of your heart to light the fire.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">I did not think my prayers could ever tire.<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Now, like doomed ships, they flutter without sail.<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Lost in a calm which held no rock, no gale—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Now, when your chilly smile bids me aspire!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So, without history, my soul is slain—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Woman of barren love; the wine was red—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Beautiful for your spending. Not again<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Will the bud blossom where the frost has sped.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Timid, you dared not hark when angels sang.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">All, all is lost, without one saving pang.<br/></span></div>
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