Would you comment on part 3 (of 3) of my narrative poem"?

I had a few quiet moments left yesterday evening and when I saw the length of your poem I was reluctant to begin, but I did so. After I read "and river shallows whisper secrets softly" I knew I had entered one of the rarest of pleasures; to be taken, body and soul, into a poem. The choice of your words for their sound and their melody as well as their meaning was exquisite. The pathos of your final line is unsurpassed in literature. Coleridge is worthy of it. Half a day later I am still breathing it. A love stronger than death must be first stronger than life; therein I replace your poem.