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First Line: Withdraw not yet those lips and fingers
Last Line: But not together, -- no, no, no!
Subject(s): Transience; Love; Fall


WITHDRAW not yet those lips and fingers
Whose touch to mine is rapture's spell;
Life's joy for us a moment lingers,
And death seems in the word -- Farewell
The hour that bids us part and go,
It sounds not yet, -- oh! no, no, no!

Time, whilst I gaze upon thy sweetness,
Flies like a courser nigh the goal;
To-morrow where shall be his fleetness,
When thou art parted from my soul?
Our hearts shall beat, our tears shall flow,
But not together, -- no, no, no!





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