Page:The Wild Swans at Coole.djvu/79

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A DEEP-SWORN VOW


Others because you did not keep
That deep-sworn vow have been friends of mine;
Yet always when I look death in the face,
When I clamber to the heights of sleep,
Or when I grow excited with wine,
Suddenly I meet your face.

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