Lover’s wager to live this love,
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Fortune’s fate, in hope and longing,
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In dissimulations of despair,
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While her pending verdict dooms me.
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In solitary colloquy,

I said,
4658 « Imperative, my heart, to keep her safe, 

Light-years from an evil thought.
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And, you, my soul, must vanish." »

To you, who ceaselessly withdraws,
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I said, "Execute your sentence,
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By your leave.
4658Be the sentence yours,

I am bereaved And, yet,

with consummate contentment."