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<h3><SPAN name="VIII" id="VIII"></SPAN>VIII</h3>
<h3><i>Love’s Legacy</i></h3>
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<span class="i0">As one who looks too long upon the sun<br/></span>
<span class="i2">When he must turn to earth from flame-shot skies<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Sees all else dark through his bereaved eyes,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">And yet may watch the rainbow ribbons run<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Athwart the gravity of gray and dun,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">He holds the darkness dearer for the prize<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Wherein his only pledge of radiance lies<br/></span>
<span class="i0">When he the vast magnificence must shun.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So we who play with rainbows, having seen<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The sun’s own face. We may not hold the west,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">Which burns against the bosom of the night,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">But in the after-glow, with eyes serene,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">We still may find, dear heart, the sun’s bequest,<br/></span>
<span class="i4">An echoed glory of our passionate light.<br/></span></div>
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