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729.
[Leaving myself behind]
There the weary be at rest.
—iii. 17.
Leaving myself behind
For that confirm'd repose,
I shall a long oblivion find
Of life and all its woes:
Rest after toil how sweet
When in Thine arms I prove,
Then, only then, I shall forget
That I have grieved Thy love.
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