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One Life of so much Consequence!
Yet I—for it—would pay
My Soul's entire income
In ceaseless—salary
One Pearl—to me—so signal
That I would instant dive
Although—I knew—to take it
Would cost me—just a life!
The Sea is full—I know it!
That—does not blur my Gem!
It burns—distinct from all the row
Intact—in Diadem!
The life is thick—I know it!
Yet—not so dense a crowd
But Monarchs—are perceptible
Far down the dustiest Road!