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31890	Rice, Cale Young	Song-Surf			.txt	text/plain	13277	1545	99	"Like Snow it comes--to cool one burning Day; And by and by thy Soul returned to thee Thro' Earth, where living Goodness tho' 'tis blent His spirit--by day and by night come voices that wait. His spirit--by day and by night come voices that wait. The stars Thou hast hung with a breath in the wandering skies. Art thou enraged, O sea, with the blue peace But Night shall come atoning Thy phantom life thro' day, and high enthroning Till in earth's shadow swept thy glowings ashen. Shall I not lean to thy breast and dream, Die as I praise thee, ere thro' the Dark Lie Come, thou invisible Dark with thy mask! Troubled by thy grave beauty shall be born; About thee till the day. Oh, my love, unto thee! Thou'lt come I cannot see; tho' my heart's sore My yearnings speak to thee of days thy feet	./cache/31890.txt	./txt/31890.txt