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Fresher than dawn in joy of earliest bird has broken
the night
Or latest star forsakes the waking choir
Stronger than Summer Sun which draws the heart
of waiting earth
With its ripening fire;
Tenderer Solemner than evening when the holy-tinted West
brings love
And Heaven unto the all wearied hungry souls again
Art thou white-robed Fidelity! May Death's
At thine embrace in vain!
wearied souls of new?
