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XLV.
Somewhat no doubt at every death is felt
Of self-reproach—the watchers deem they slept
Or watched not keenly, when the blow was dealt,
When from its scabbard death's sword leapt.
Of self-reproach—the watchers deem they slept
Or watched not keenly, when the blow was dealt,
When from its scabbard death's sword leapt.
God help us—though we love, we are but frail:
When we would watch, we sleep.
May God the unsleeping Watcher keep
O'er all the loving watch that cannot fail!
When we would watch, we sleep.
May God the unsleeping Watcher keep
O'er all the loving watch that cannot fail!
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