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Golden earth,
Now it is time to part,
To you, the new red wine that over-flows
My dripping heart!

Golden friends,
That starred the long way through,
This the last breath, — in the last kiss,
To you.

Golden star,
Lean down, lean close a moment, and go by;
Since it was you who bade me all the while,
Live, — sing, and die.
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