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 Sleep, when a soul that her own clouds cover
Wails that sorrow should always keep
Watch, nor see in the gloom above her

Down, through darkness naked and steep,
Sinks, and the gifts of his grace recover
Soon the soul, though her wound be deep.
God beloved of us, all men's lover, All most weary that smile or weep Feel thee afar or anear them hover, Sleep.

Poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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