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IN ETERNUM, DOMINE
This woman's soul and mine are one;
One spirit, one career;
Not only till the days are done
Of our communion here,
One spirit, one career;
Not only till the days are done
Of our communion here,
But after, though we singly brave
The passage perilous,
That small seclusion of the grave
Has room for both of us.
The passage perilous,
That small seclusion of the grave
Has room for both of us.
Both? We are as a single life—
And death itself shall spare
The dust of husband and of wife
That slowly mingles there.
And death itself shall spare
The dust of husband and of wife
That slowly mingles there.
One may go first, and one remain
To hail a second call;
But nothing now can make us twain,
Whatever may befall:
To hail a second call;
But nothing now can make us twain,
Whatever may befall:
For we have long since pass'd the bounds
Of Self, of Time, of Space,
And felt the freedom that surrounds
Love's final dwelling place.
Of Self, of Time, of Space,
And felt the freedom that surrounds
Love's final dwelling place.
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