When We Two Walked
WHEN we two walked in LentWe imagined that happinessWas something differentAnd this was something less.
But happy were we to hideOur happiness, not as they wereWho acted in their prideJuno and Jupiter:
For the Gods in their jealousyMurdered that wife and man,And we that were wise live freeTo recall our happiness then.
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