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'When Dead is Day'
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For revelations come when darkness falls:
'Tis then I feel an echo in my heart
Throb with a voice—that voice which says, 'Thou art,
Though something, nothing,
And within my halls
Subject, yet king.'
O Immortality! from mortals hid,
Is what thou art, and what thou hast in store,
When we set foot upon that further shore.
Grasp we 'forever,'
Or is, beneath the coffin-lid,
'Forever, never'?
