IV. Time and Eternity
XLIV. If I may have it when it's dead
 

IF I may have it when it's dead
        I will contented be;
If just as soon as breath is out
        It shall belong to me,

Until they lock it in the grave,
        'T is bliss I cannot weigh,
For though they lock thee in the grave,
        Myself can hold the key.

Think of it, lover! I and thee
        Permitted face to face to be;
After a life, a death we'll say, --
        For death was that, and this is thee.