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Siegfried Sassoon - At Daybreak
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I listen for him through the rain,   
And in the dusk of starless hours   
I know that he will come again;   
Loth was he ever to forsake me:   
He comes with glimmering of flowers
And stir of music to awake me.   
   
Spirit of purity, he stands   
As once he lived in charm and grace:   
I may not hold him with my hands,  
Nor bid him stay to heal my sorrow;
Only his fair, unshadowed face   
Abides with me until to-morrow.
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