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Far in the night, and yet no rest for him! The pillow next his own / The wife's sweet face in slumber pressed -- yet he awake -- alone! / alone! / In vain he courted sleep; -- one thought would ever in his heart / arise, -- / The harsh words that at noon had brought the teardrops to her eyes.
Slowly on lifted arm he raised and listened. All was still as death; / He touched her forehead as he gazed, and listened yet, with bated / breath: / Still silently, as though he prayed, his lips moved lightly as she / slept -- / For God was with him, and he laid his face with hers and wept.