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The hour before the dawn!

O ye who grope therein, with fear and dread

And agony of soul, be comforted,

Knowing, ere long, the darkness will be gone,

And down its dusky aisles the light be shed;

Therefore, in utter trust, fare on – fare on,

This hour before the dawn!