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Chapter XLVII

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O for Wings to Heaven to soar—
Up out of Night!
A Heart to Struggle to Light's Shore—
Up out of Night!
Lo! How God's Messengers of Love,
In dancing Dawn:
In Life and Light new Worlds restore,
Up out of Night!
See in the West how Daylight there,
Slow Sinking down:
Looks back, with Love all blushing sore,
Up out of Night!
And now in East where she again,
Doth rise all fair;
Blooms Rose Dawn, brightening as of yore,
Up out of Night!
Time's Memories clear and Life's bright Hopes
Together twine:
Hands loving stretch to us once more,
Up out of Night!
The Eternal Stars all sparkling ope
Their radiant Eyes;
And flash anew deep Wisdom's Lore,
Up out of Night!
And ere Heavens full-blown Rose shall fade,
The endless Day
Shall rise in Bliss at thy Heart's Core,
Up out of Night!
O Nightingale that woos for aye
The Heavenly Rose:
Now, now thy deepest Love Notes pour,
Up out of Night!

All One

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