• Of all who pass me here, I know
  Added TextIn this new shade of d Death, the show
• Their faces, & they know my face
  Added TextPasses me still of form & face;
• Some bent, some gazing as they go,
• Some swiftly, some at a dull pace,
• Not one that speaks in any case.

• If only one might speak! the one
• Who never waits till I come near;
• But always seated all alone
• As listening to the sunken air
• 10Is gone before I come to her.

• O dearest! While we lived & died
• A living death in every day,
• At least w We still were sometimes side by side,
• And where I was you too might stay
• And rest & need not go away.

• O nearest, furthest! Can there be
• At length some final heart-earned hard-earned heart-won home
• Where, pain o'erpast & purgatory exile changed for sanctuary
• Our lot [???] may fill indeed its sum,
• 20And you may wait & I may come?

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• OurWe too may end our martyrdom