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Was it thy face I saw when, as a child, / Night after night I watched one quiet star / Shine 'tween my curtain and the window-bar / Until I slept, and made my sleep more mild?
Was it thy influence outreaching then / To me, o'er untrod years, o'er varying days, / To give me courage, as from phase to phase / Of youth's desires I passed to deeds of men?
Was it because the star was hid awhile, / That I in blindness wandered from my path; / That I wooed Folly with her mumming smile,
And sought for Lethe in a cup of wrath?
Another hand touched mine with sadness there, / And saved me till I saw thy face appear.