If I may have thee near
If I may have thee near when me thing is comes
To wake the earth with messengers of light
And stir from sleep old sorrow and young mirth
Then shall I set my face towards the hills and
Mount the Paths of day with fear of naught then
Life can bring to turn my upward song
If I may have thee near when evening
Finds finds my goal still far up steeps
Of pathless right for those dark nights
No guides there are. Then through the shinning
Hills I never reach my heart from grief
Is free though I may never see the dawn
I still have thee
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