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MARRIAGE IN TWO MOODS.

I.
Love that's loved from day to day
Loves itself into decay:
He that eats one daily fruit
Shrivels hunger at the root.
Daily pleasure grows a task;
Daily smiles become a mask.
Daily growth of unpruned strength
Expands to feebleness at length.
Daily increase thronging fast
Must devour itself at last.
Daily shining, even content,
Would with itself grow discontent;
And the Sun's life witnesseth
Daily dying is not death.
So Love loved from day to day
Loves itself into decay.

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