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SURRENDER by RACHEL ANNAND TAYLOR

First Line: I STROVE, AND STROVE WITH FATE. I LEAVE MY THRONE
Last Line: MY ONCE-IMPERIAL SOUL!
Subject(s): DEATH; HEARTS; LOVE - LOSS OF; DEAD, THE;
I STROVE, and strove with Fate. I leave my throne
Of proud virginity, pearl-pale, apart,
Where I have loved to sit and hark alone
The dim pure pulses of my dreaming heart.
Behold! most impotent kisses must I rain
From lips for Death kept sweet
On thine indifferent feet
That yearn away to some strange laurelled goal.
Oh! She is fallen, yea, and fallen in vain,—
My once-imperial Soul!



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