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'TWAS a death-bed summons, and forth I went / By the way of the Western Wall, so drear / On that winter night, and sought a gate- / The home, by Fate, / Of one I had long held dear.
And there, as I paused by her tenement, / And the trees shed on me their rime and hoar, / I thought of the man who had left her lone- / Him who made her his own / When I loved her, long before.