Softly let the balmy sunshine Play around my dying bed, E'er the dimly lighted valley I with lonely feet must tread. Light! more light! for Death is weaving Shadows 'round my waning sight, And I fain would gaze upon him Through a stream of earthly light.
- by Frances Ellen Watkins Harper (1825 - 1911) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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