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But only three in all God's universe / Have heard this word thou hast said,-Himself, beside / Thee speaking, and me listening! and replied / One of us. that was God,. and laid the curse / So darkly on my eyelids, as to amerce / My sight from seeing thee,-that if I had died, / The death-weights, placed there, would have signified / Less absolute exclusion. "Nay" is worse / From God than from all others, O my friend! / Men could not part us with their worldly jars, / Nor the seas change us, nor the tempests bend; / Our hands would touch for all the mountain-bars: / And, heaven being rolled between us at the end, / We should but vow the faster for the stars.