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Rh 'Thanks for your silence, nurse! You understand me!

And now I'll try to manage for myself.

But, as you go, I'll trouble you to hand me

The small blue bottle there upon the shelf. 'And so farewell! I feel that I am keeping

The sunlight from you; may your walk be bright!

When you return I may perchance be sleeping,

So, ere you go, one hand-clasp and good night!'