I am tired of tears and laughter, And men that laugh and weep Of what may come hereafter For men that sow to reap: I am weary of days and hours, Blown buds of barren flowers, Desires and dreams and powers And everything but sleep.
The delight that consumes the desire, The desire that outruns the delight.
Love, till dawn sunder night from day with fire Dividing my delight and my desire.
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