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<h2> THE TREASURE </h2>
<p>And now when from the shore goes out the ship<br/>
Wherein is set the treasure that I hold<br/>
Closer than miser all his hidden gold,<br/>
Dearer than wine Zeus carried to his lip;<br/>
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My aching heart cries from its pent-up pain,—<br/>
“O Love, O Life, O more than life to me,<br/>
How can I live without the surety<br/>
Of thy sweet presence till we meet again!”<br/>
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So like a wounded deer I came to thee,<br/>
The arrow of mischance piercing my side;<br/>
And through thy sorrow-healing ministry<br/>
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I rose with strength, like giants in their pride.<br/>
But now—but now—how shall I stand alone,<br/>
Knowing the light, the hope of me is gone?<br/></p>
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