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She spake, and hid her glowing face, Within the veil of night, And gazing as the vision fled, I trembled with affright; Then rose in sadness from my bed, And lo! I could not write.

 

MY friend, I gave a glad assent To your request at noon, But now I find I cannot leave My little ones so soon.

I early came, and as my feet First enter'd at the door, "Remember" to myself I said, "You must dismiss at four." 