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, mother dear, I turn at last,

A homesick child, to thee!

The twilight glow is fading fast,

And soon I shall be free

To seek the dwelling, dim and vast,

Where thou awaitest me.

I am so weary, mother dear!—

Thy child, of dual race,

Who gazing past the star-beams clear,

Sought the Undying's face!