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WAITING.
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God keep you tenderly, my life's dear hope and unseen blessing;Oh, night wind, touch her tresses till I come with fond caressing,Thy crown of pearl-linked light, oh, royal moon stoop down and give her,Till queen of love's own kingdom, I crown her mine for- ever.