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AT midnight, in the room where he lay dead / Whom in his life I had never clearly read, / I thought if I could peer into that citadel / His heart, I should at last know full and well
What hereto had been known to him alone, / Despite our long sit-out of years foreflown, / "And if," I said, "I do this for his memory's sake, / It would not wound him, even if he could wake."