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[O! weary bondage of the clouding clay] |
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[O! weary bondage of the clouding clay]
O! weary bondage of the clouding clay,O! prison of base darkness, in whose gloom
Life shows a ghastly spectre, stript of bloom,
And beauty faintly struggles with decay,—
Come Death! with thy kind lightnings, rend away
The crowded shadows, break the charnel doom,
Haunting our years, as vapors haunt a tomb,
Shut from the morning's songs and bliss of day;
Thou Blaster of all hope in hearts of joy,
To ours thou shalt be welcome as a Bride
Of passionate eyes and love-enamoured breath;
The shock of thy sharp summons shall destroy
The hideous thrall upon us, and a tide
Of happier Life gush from the stroke of Death.
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