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In the prison-house of the dark / I lay with open eyes, / And pale beyond the pale windows / I saw the dawn rise. / From past the bounds of space / Where earthly vapours climb, / There stirred the voice I shall not hear / On this side Time. / There is one death for the body, / And one death for the heart, / And one prayer for the hope of the end, / When some links part. / Christ, from uncounted leagues, / Beyond the sun and moon, / Strike with the sword of Thine own pity -- / Bring the dawn soon.