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Rh "He is coming!" says my heart; I may raise my eyes and greet him;
 * I may meet him any moment—shall I know him when I see?

And my heart laughs back the answer—I can tell him when I meet him,
 * For our eyes will kiss and mingle ere he speaks a word to me.

O, I'm longing for his coming—in the dark my arms outreaching;
 * To hasten you, my love, see, I lay my bosom bare!

Ah, the night-wind ! I shudder, and my hands are raised beseeching—
 * It wailed so light a death-sigh that passed me in the air!