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In Memoriam A.H.H.

         
            CXVII.
             
      O days and hours, your work is this
          To hold me from my proper place,
          A little while from his embrace
      For fuller gain of after bliss:

      That out of distance might ensue
          Desire of nearness doubly sweet;
          And unto meeting when we meet,
      Delight a hundredfold accrue,

      For every grain of sand that runs,
          And every span of shade that steals,
          And every kiss of toothed wheels,
      And all the courses of the suns.
       


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