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1365	Longfellow, Henry Wadsworth	The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow			.txt	text/plain	333770	36551	95	thou canst drink, I should like to hunt hares with thee. Thou hast run thy noble head against the wall. I thank thee, Heaven, that thou hast heard my prayer, Wreaths of snow-white smoke, ascending, vanished, ghost-like, into air. As the old man gray and dove-like, with his great beard white and long. Like the new moon thy life appears; Dost thou retire unto thy rest at night, Men whose lives glided on like rivers that water the woodlands, Unto the night, as it went its way, like a silent Carthusian. Art thou so near unto me, and yet thy voice does not reach me? Breathed like the evening wind, and whispered love to the maiden, The dim, dark sea, so like unto Death, Neither shall shame nor death come near thee! Wishing to strengthen thy hand in the labors of love thou art doing." I pray thee come and lay thy hands upon her,	./cache/1365.txt	./txt/1365.txt