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Take me, my mother Earth, to thy cold breast,
And fold me there in everlasting rest,
The long day is o’er!
I’m weary, I would sleep—
But deep, deep,
Never to waken more!
I have had joy and sorrow; I have proved
What life could give; have lov’d, have been belov’d;
I am sick, and heart sore,
And weary,—let me sleep!
But deep, deep,
Never to waken more!
To thy dark chambers, mother Earth, I come,
Prepare my dreamless bed in my last home;
Shut down the marble door,
And leave me,—let me sleep!
But deep, deep,
Never to waken more!
Now I lie down,—I close my aching eyes,
If on this night another morn must rise,
Wake me not, I implore!
I only ask to sleep,
And deep, deep,
Never to waken more!
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