Oft in the night, from this lone room
I long to fly o’er land and sea,
To pierce the dark, dividing gloom,
And join myself to thee.
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The final line appears to come from O may I stand before the Lamb When earth and seas are fled And hear the Judge pronounce/(announce) my name With blessings on my head found on memorial inscriptions
And thou to me wouldst gladly fly, I know thee well, my own true wife! We feel, that when we live not nigh, We lose the crown of life... very good poem. tony