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"Until the Day Break,"

and Other Hymns and Poems Left Behind. By Horatius Bonar
 

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iv

“Lie there, my pen! Only a little longer,
And then thy work shall be for ever done:
Death in these pulses daily groweth stronger;
Life's ruby drops are oozing one by one;
The dreams that flowed through thee shall soon be dreamed alone.”
My Old Letters.