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With whom, then, should I sleep? perhaps with thee,
And gaze into those eyes, those deep sad eyes,
Feeling the drowsy touch of thy vast wings.

Thy brother Sleep I know, with him have lain
Many a night, forgetting all the day
And every pain in that sweet comradeship.

Ah, he is younger, gay, capricious oft,
Dwelling with some for hours, or else away,
As with my friend, for lonely days and nights.

But thou, angel of night, y......

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