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BETWEEN by JOHN BANISTER TABB

First Line: BENEATH THE DOME OF YESTERDAY
Last Line: OR LIFE A BABE UNBORN.
Beneath the dome of Yesterday,
My buried Self I see --
Of Time a portion passed away,
And nevermore to be.

Beneath tomorrow's dome, a breath
Of unawakened Morn,
I wait nativity -- of Death
Or Life a babe unborn.



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