Valour and Innocence Have latterly gone hence To certain death by certain shame attended. Envy—ah! even to tears! — The fortune of their years Which, though so few, yet so divinely ended. Scarce had they lifted up Life`s full and fiery cup, Than they had set it down untouched before them. Before their day arose They beckoned it to close— Close in confusion and destruction o`er them. They did not stay to ask What prize should crown their task— Well sure that prize was such as no man strives for; But passed into eclipse, Her kiss upon their lips— Even Belphoebe`s, whom they gave their lives for!SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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