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<h2>The Hill</h2>
<p>Breathless, we flung us on the windy hill,<br/>
Laughed in the sun, and kissed the lovely grass.<br/>
You said, "Through glory and ecstasy we pass;<br/>
Wind, sun, and earth remain, the birds sing still,<br/>
When we are old, are old. . . ." "And when we die<br/>
All's over that is ours; and life burns on<br/>
Through other lovers, other lips," said I,<br/>
— "Heart of my heart, our heaven is now, is won!"<br/>
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"We are Earth's best, that learnt her lesson here.<br/>
Life is our cry. We have kept the faith!" we said;<br/>
"We shall go down with unreluctant tread<br/>
Rose-crowned into the darkness!" . . . Proud we were,<br/>
And laughed, that had such brave true things to say.<br/>
— And then you suddenly cried, and turned away.<br/></p>
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