<h2><SPAN name="page172"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>IN SAN LORENZO</h2>
<p class="poetry"><span class="smcap">Is</span> thine hour come
to wake, O slumbering Night?<br/>
Hath not the Dawn a message in thine ear?<br/>
Though thou be stone and sleep, yet shalt thou
hear<br/>
When the word falls from heaven—Let there be light.<br/>
Thou knowest we would not do thee the despite<br/>
To wake thee while the old sorrow and shame were
near;<br/>
We spake not loud for thy sake, and for fear<br/>
Lest thou shouldst lose the rest that was thy right,<br/>
The blessing given thee that was thine alone,<br/>
The happiness to sleep and to be stone:<br/>
Nay, we kept silence of thee for thy sake<br/>
Albeit we knew thee alive, and left with thee<br/>
The great good gift to feel not nor to see;<br/>
But will not yet thine Angel bid thee wake?</p>
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