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“Must many nights and mornings flee away
Ere comes the all-golden day
When we shall meet?” I said,
And sought news of the dead.
No answer reached me. Then again I cried,
“However wildly I grieve
If unto thee I leave
All times and seasons, is my prayer denied?
“Wilt thou, if thus I trust,
Promise while I thy sacred oath record
That we shall meet, though this our star be dust?”
“I promise:” said the Lord.
Ere comes the all-golden day
When we shall meet?” I said,
And sought news of the dead.
No answer reached me. Then again I cried,
“However wildly I grieve
If unto thee I leave
All times and seasons, is my prayer denied?
“Wilt thou, if thus I trust,
Promise while I thy sacred oath record
That we shall meet, though this our star be dust?”
“I promise:” said the Lord.
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