Love-is that later Thing than Death-
More previous-than Life-
Confirms it at its entrance-And
Usurps it-of itself-

Tastes Death-the first-to hand the sting
The Second-to its friend-
Disarms the little interval-
Deposits Him with God-

Then hovers-an inferior Guard-
Lest this Beloved Charge
Need-once in an Eternity-
A smaller than the Large-