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"Or art thou Death, O wo by thy side,

Life hath forsook the upper sky,

And all the outer world hath died

"Yea, I am dead; for thou hast drawn

My life all doard unto thee

Dead ht dawn:

Awake! and let the darkness flee

"Cold lady of the lovely stone!

Awake! or I shall perish here;

And thou be never es near

"But words are vain; reject them all--