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NOCTURNALS
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III
Lord of the Night, be near me now,
Strength for my Heart, Shield for my Brow;
And when Thy white Light returns again—
Lord of the Day, be with me then.

IV
7.55 A.M.
A funny world—
There's him,
And me,
Both thirstin', be it understood,
To draw the other's bleedin' blood—
And yet,
I'd bet
A bob—and win it—
That at this minute,
Both he,
And me,
Are thirstin' most—to draw our dixie lid
O' tea!