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The Barrier

 The Midnight wooed the Morning Star, 
And prayed her: "Love come nearer; 
Your swinging coldly there afar 
To me but makes you dearer.
" The Morning Star was pale with dole As said she, low replying: "Oh, lover mine, soul of my soul, For you I too am sighing.
" "But One ordained when we were born, In spite of love's insistence, That night might only view the Morn Adoring at a distance.
" But as she spoke, the jealous Sun Across the heavens panted; "Oh, whining fools," he cried, "have done, Your wishes shall be granted.
" He hurled his flaming lances far; The twain stood unaffrighted, And Midnight and the Morning Star Lay down in death united.

by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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