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 23 0 thou the last fulfilment o life, Death, my deata , come and Mastest to me! day after day have I kept watch for thee; for thee have a borne the joys and morname of life. All that I am, that I have, that I hope and all my love have ever flowed towards thee in de depth of secrecy. One final glance my ever thine own, The flowuro houe seen woven and the garland is ready for the bridegroom. After the wedding the bride shall leave her home and meet her lord in the solitude of night. game from thine eyes and life will be.