Book Third

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“Come to me in my dreams, and then

By day I shall be well again!

For then the night will more than pay

The hopeless longing of long day.

“Come, as thou cam’st a thousand times,

A messenger from lovelier climes,

To smile on our drear world, and be

As kind to others as to me!”

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