Edgar Lee Masters,
McClure's Magazine
“ Making for change and death—but for life! Multiform, mysterious, exhaustless, It is not through you that our spirits become one— A bond in the flesh on earth, And mingled flames in this realm? We three, lovers, husbands of the same woman! First I, this woman that was, Who loved William and was his wife, And loved him none the less in death, Nor less when I became the wife, Of you, my adored Albert; Next I, this man William, Who loved you, Albert, in life, And next in death, Because you loved the Isabel I loved. ”
