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Far in the night, and yet no rest for him! The pillow next his own
The wife’s sweet face in slumber pressed – yet he awake – alone! alone!
In vain he courted sleep; – one thought would ever in his heart arise, –
The harsh words that at noon had brought the tear-drops to her eyes.

Slowly on lifted arm he raised and listened. All was still as death;
He touched her forehead as he gazed, and listened yet, with bated breath:
Still silently, as though he prayed, his lips moved lightly as she slept –
For God was with him, and he laid his face with hers and wept.

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