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First Line: Ah, might each instant be a kiss
Last Line: How even life at poise were boon!
Alternate Author Name(s): Moore, T. Sturge

AH, might each instant be a kiss
As Beauty ever counts them, for
In her perfection dwells such bliss
Continuance only makes it more!
Without alarm, without regret,
She leans from now into not yet,
So t'ward deep water naiad slopes,
Shoots out of depth, with push of toe,
And, trailing comeliness, aglow
Launches her smile to follow Hope's,

Braves the vast cold unplumbed abyss,
Shudders from heel to nape, then swims
With lengthy placid stroke and is
Completely tranced through mind and limbs;
No fleck of doubt, no hint of fear
Troubles an eye like a glad tear
Filled with diminutive azure noon:
And every foundered soul conceives,
Watching the dazzling wake she leaves,
How even life at poise were boon!

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