You Shadow And Flame, You Interchange, You Death In The Game! Now I Gather You Up, Now I Put You Back Like A Poppy In Its Cup. And So, You Are A Maid Again, My Darling, But New, Unafraid. My Love, My Blossom, A Child Almost! The Flower In The Bud Again, Undefiled. And Yet, A Woman, Knowing All, Good, Evil, Both In One Blossom Blowing.