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If thou couldst wake as if from trance
Saying, “I have slept—I feel much stronger now;
If I could meet again thy glance
And see morn's sunlight kiss thy brow:

If thou couldst say, “I journeyed to the tomb
But now again God gives me back to thee,
Back to the flowers (how sweet their bloom!)
Back to our sky and sea:”

Why, then I might perhaps forget,
If thou wert thus restored,
These hours of agony—and own my debt
Then to the pitying Lord.
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