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Rh From wife and child, and lifted up a face All over glowing with the sun of life, And love, and boundless thanks—the sight of this So frighted our good friend, that turning to me And saying, 'It is over: let us go'— There were our horses ready at the doors We bade them no farewell, but mounting these He past for ever from his native land; And I with him, my Julian, back to mine.