<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[Pg 41]</SPAN></span></p>
<h3>VII</h3>
<h3><i>To-Morrow</i></h3>
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<span class="i0">To-morrow and to-morrow—shall there be<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Perchance a morrow when I may not see<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Your face beside me any more? Ah, no!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">My love, my love, I cannot let you go.<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Like sun in Egypt, ever kind and fair,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">My heart must wake at dawn and know you there—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">No dread of day which holds a weeping rain,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">No dread of chilly love and bitter pain,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">But ever present, ever wise and true,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">To-morrow and to-morrow holding you.<br/></span></div>
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