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<h2><SPAN name="Time_and_Death_and_Love" id="Time_and_Death_and_Love"></SPAN><span class="smcap">Time and Death and Love.</span></h2>
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<span class="i0"><span class="f1">L</span>ast night I watched for Death—<br/></span>
<span class="i1">So sick of life was I!—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">When in the street beneath<br/></span>
<span class="i1">I heard his watchman cry<br/></span>
<span class="i1">The hour, while passing by.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">I called. And in the night<br/></span>
<span class="i1">I heard him stop below,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">His owlish lanthorn's light<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Blurring the windy snow—<br/></span>
<span class="i1">How long the time and slow!<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">I said, <i>Why dost thou cower</i><br/></span>
<span class="i1"><i>There at my door and knock?</i><br/></span>
<span class="i0"><i>Come in! It is the hour!</i><br/></span>
<span class="i1"><i>Cease fumbling at the lock!</i><br/></span>
<span class="i1"><i>Naught's well! 'Tis no o'clock!</i><br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Black through the door with him<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Swept in the <i>Winter's</i> breath;<br/></span>
<span class="i0">His cloak was great and grim—<br/></span>
<span class="i1">But he, who smiled beneath,<br/></span>
<span class="i1">Had the face of Love not Death.<br/></span></div>
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