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The watchful mother tarries nigh
Though sleep have closed her infant's eye,
For should he wake, and find her gone,
She knows she could not bear his moan.

— John Keble The Christian Year (1827)

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Love masters agony; the soul that seemed
Forsaken, feels her present God again,
And in her Father's arms
Contented dies away.

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When the shore is won at last,
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'Tis sweet, as year by year we lose
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The trivial round, the common task,
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