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While I was fearing it, it came, / But came with less of fear, / Because that fearing it so long / Had almost made it dear.
There is a fitting a dismay, / A fitting a despair. / 'Tis harder knowing it is due, / Than knowing it is here.
The trying on the utmost, / The morning it is new, / Is terribler than wearing it / A whole existence through.