Look on me with thine own calm look:

No look of thine can change this smile,

I charge thee, by the livings prayer,

Which neither feels nor fears.

I come to thee, a solemn corpse

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I have prayd for thee with silent lips

To wring from out thy soul a cry

Hath licence from the sin below

Or break thy sinful vow:

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To seal them safe from tears.

I have prayd for thee with bursting sob

Is of thine earth--thine earth--a part:

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No farther wrong, no farther woe

Its tranquil heart to thrill.

A saint companionless.

It cannot vex thee now.

In the anguish none could see;

The corpses tongue is still;

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Lest Heavens own palm droop in my hand,

And pale among the saints I stand,

But point there stiff and chill:

They whisperd oft, She sleepeth soft--

W九_九_藏_書hen passions course was free;

I have no breath to use in sighs;

And the deads silentness,

Which God shall hear and bless!

Its folded fingers point to heaven,

I tell thee that my poor scornd heart

A woman scarce in years: