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EPISODE
9
EPISODE
SO now that all is over,
And it does not greatly matter
How long the same roof cover
The hope that perished there,
The fleeting hour to flatter.
Now that it all is over,
Forget the sad word lover.
And breathe — the air, the air!
Lean down and watch the river
Flow fast beneath our bridge;
Watch the faint grasses quiver
On the familiar ridge.
If all were well there would be
No difference in the dew,
Nor in different fashion could we
Catch the horizon's clue.
A sign, a symbol captured
From the eternal flow!
Stood we by love enraptured,
What more could either know?
Nothing! Between us ever
The old unfathomed sea.
Not less than now would shiver
With its bitter mystery.
