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To Last Violets
TWO POEMS
TO LAST VIOLETS
If this is and it is the end,
take violence with you. Spend
it and Spring far from hence
or answer for the consequence.
If I could but I cannot pretend
indifference. Neither should you lend
me only what is intense
about you. Knowing I have no defense.
I wonder do you never mend
your instruments? Then wend
your way to where Spring is and thence
send me some innocence.