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Open the windows and the doors all wide / Lest aught of night abide, / Or, like a ship's trail in the sea, survive / What made it there to live!
She lies in bed half waiting that her wish / Grow bolder or more rich / To make her rise, or poorer, to oust fear, / And she rise as a common day were here.