.Sleep well the night's almost through
And those dreams tell such uncomely truths.
You can taste it; the sweat arches over your brow.
The salt on your lips as it burns in your mouth.
back to sleep, child, the fever will break.
Pray the Lord, mild, which souls he should take.
You.
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