Page:Poems, Volume 2, Coates, 1916.djvu/138

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ON A POET TOO EARLY DEAD

Oh, tell him, who with shades must live,
Vexed by forlorn regrettings vain,
How mortals, mid earth's greater pain,
May, loving, all forgive!