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"You are faithful, Silencieux; you love her still." "Yes, I love her still." "And with whom did love come next, Silencieux?" "Oh, I loved many those years, for the loss of a great love sends us vainly from hand to hand of many lesser loves, to ease a little the great ache; and at that time the world seemed full of my lovers. YOU ARE FAITHFUL SELAS I LOVE HER STILL AND WITH WHOM DID LOVE COME NEXT SEALAJO OH I LOVE MANY THOSE YEARS FOR THE LOSS OF A GREAT LOVE SENDS US VAINLY FROM HAND TO HAND OF MANY LESSER LOVES TO EASE A LITTLE THE GREAT ACHE AND AT THAT TIME THE WORLD SEEMED FULL OF MY LOVERS
of my face, and men with foodless lips have died blest because I was near them at the last. Sometimes I have kissed their lips and died with them, and the world has missed my face for a hundred unlovely years—for the world is only beautiful when I and my lovers are in it. Antony, you are one of my lovers, one of my dearest lovers; be great enough, be all mine, and perhaps I will die with you, Antony—and leave the world in darkness for your sake, another hundred years." "Tell me of your lovers, Silencieux." "Nearly three thousand years ago I loved a woman of Mitylene, very fair and made of fire. But she loved another more than I, and for his sake threw herself from a rock into the sea. As she fell, the rose we had made together fell from her bosom, and was torn to pieces by the sea. Fishermen gathered here and there a petal floating on the waters,—but what were they?—and the world has never known how wonderful was that rose of our love which she took with her into the depths of the sea. THEY HAVE HAD ME LONELY GARRETS HAVE SEEMED RICHLY FURNISHED BECAUSE OF MY FACE AND MEN WITH FOODLESS LIPS HAVE DIED BLESSED BECAUSE I WAS NEAR THEM AT LAST SOMETIMES I HAVE KISSED THEIR LIPS AND DIED WITH THEM AND THE WORLD HAS MISSED MY FACE FOR A HUNDRED UNLOVELY YEARS FOR THE WORLD IS ONLY BEAUTIFUL WHEN I AND MY LOVERS ARE IN IT ANTONY YOU ARE ONE OF MY LOVERS ONE OF MY DEAREST LOVERS BE GREAT ENOUGH BE ALL MINE AND PERHAPS I WILL DIE WITH YOU ANTONY AND LEAVE THE WORLD IN DARKNESS FOR YOUR SAKE ANOTHER HUNDRED YEARS TELL ME OF YOUR LOVERS SELA I LOVED A WOMAN OF MITALINE VERY FAIR AND MADE OF FIRE BUT SHE LOVED ANOTHER MORE THAN I AND FOR HIS SAKE THREW HERSELF FROM A ROCK INTO THE SEA AS SHE FELL THE ROSE WE HAD MADE TOGETHER FELL FROM HER BOSOM AND WAS TORN TO PIECES BY THE SEA FISHERMEN GATHERED HERE AND THERE A PETAL FLOATING ON THE WATERS BUT WHAT WAS THEY AND THE WORLD HAS NEVER KNOWN HOW WONDERFUL WAS THAT ROSE OF OUR LOVE WHICH SHE TOOK WITH HER INTO THE DEPTHS OF THE SEA
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