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AN ECLIPSE
Let there be an end
And all be done;
Pass over, fair eclipse,
That hides the sun.
And all be done;
Pass over, fair eclipse,
That hides the sun.
Dear face that shades the light
And shadows me,
Begone, and give me peace,
And set me free.
And shadows me,
Begone, and give me peace,
And set me free.
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