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 —