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LIII.
If we would value love aright,
Must love be taken away?
Can no man truly love the day
Save only for the contrast of the night?
Must love be taken away?
Can no man truly love the day
Save only for the contrast of the night?
O mother, was it just?
Did I not feel the blessing of thine hand
Upon my brow? Can I not understand,
Save when that hand is turning into dust?
Did I not feel the blessing of thine hand
Upon my brow? Can I not understand,
Save when that hand is turning into dust?
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