XLVI
I know not from what distant time thou art ever coming
nearer to meet me. Thy sun and stars can never keep thee hidden
from me for aye.
In many a morning and eve thy footsteps have been heard and thy
messenger has come within my heart and called me in secret.
I know not only why today my life is all astir, and a feeling of
tremulous joy is passing through my heart.
It is as if the time were come to wind up my work, and I feel in
the air a faint smell of thy sweet presence.
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