One Day I Wrote Her Name Upon The Strand One Day I Wrote Her Name Upon The Strand |
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One Day I Wrote Her Name Upon The StrandOne Day I Wrote Her Name Upon The Strand
One Day I Wrote Her Name Upon The Strand
One day I wrote her name upon the strand,
But came the waves and washed it away:
Again I wrote it with a second hand,
But came the tide and made my pains his prey.
Vain man (said she) that dost in vain assay
A mortal thing so to immortalise;
For I myself shall like to this decay,
And eke my name be wiped out likewise.
Not so (quod I); let baser things devise
To die in dust, but you shall live by fame;
My verse your virtues rare shall eternise,
And in the heavens write your glorious name:
Where, when as Death shall all the world subdue,
Our love shall live, and later life renew.
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