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Thou comest, much wept for: such a breeze / Compell'd thy canvas, and my prayer / Was as the whisper of an air / To breathe thee over lonely seas.
For I in spirit saw thee move / Thro' circles of the bounding sky, / Week after week: the days go by: / Come quick, thou bringest all I love.