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Towards the Light
A precious something I had failed
to win.
What might it be, I knew not —
only this
Without it Hfe was wasted, drear
and void.
At last when I had emptied to
the dregs
Life’s pleasure-cup, I longed for
dreamless sleep.
The chill embrace of death would
cool my brain. . . .
Rest! Rest! Eternal rest —oh,
priceless boon !
I had no terror of the starless
night,
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