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THE SACRIFICE, by            
First Line: Pale lips that trembled under mine
Last Line: Repay to her!
Subject(s): Love - Loss Of


PALE lips that trembled under mine
She brought to me.
A love less human than divine
They taught to me.
But now too fixedly they smile, --
Too ruddily --
Set, like a vampire's, to beguile
Men bloodily.

THOUGH time has graven on her brow
No change to me,
The eyes she turns upon me now
Are strange to me.
Ah, dear lost love, what fiend has caught
The soul of you,
That in our happy days I thought
The whole of you?

ALAS, 'twas I, to whom she gave
Too royally.
She loved me from my living grave
Too loyally.
Heedless of all that might befall,
The cost to her
Unreckoning, she gave me all
That's lost to her.

SHE bears the burden of the sin
Once bound on me.
She takes the rags to wrap her in
She found on me.
Thou God of Justice, I have lost
The way to her.
Take thou my life, and all it cost
Repay to her!





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