UNTITLED (LOSS AND POSSESSION)

Loss and possession, Death and life are one. There falls no shadow where

There shines no sun.

 

That I grow sour, who only lack delight;

That I descend to sneer, who only grieve;

That from my depth I should

condemn your height,

That with my blame my mockery you receive—

Huntress and splendor of the woodland night—

Diana of this world, do not believe.