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As ’twere to-night, in the brief space

   Of a far eventime,

   My spirit rang achime

At vision of a girl of grace;

As ’twere to-night, in the brief space

   Of a far eventime.

As ’twere at noontide of to-morrow

   I airily walked and talked,

   And wondered as I walked

What it could mean, this soar from sorrow;

As ’twere at noontide of to-morrow

   I airily walked and talked.

As ’twere at waning of this week

   Broke a new life on me;

   Trancings of bliss to be

In some dim dear land soon to seek;

As ’twere at waning of this week

   Broke a new life on me!