[01:12.381]Be near me when my light is low,[01:17.085]When the blood creeps and the nerves prick,[01:21.548]And tongle, and the heart is sick,[01:25.829]And all the wheels of being slow.[01:31.037]Be near me when the sensuous frame,[01:35.333]Is racked with pangs that conquer trust,[01:40.109]And time a maniac, scattering dust,[01:44.341]And life, a fury, slinging flame.[03:02.317]Be near me when my faith is dry,[03:06.636]And men the flies of latter spring,[03:11.383]That lay their eggs, and sting and sing,[03:15.573]And weave their petty cells and die.[03:20.629]Be near me when I fade away,[03:25.101]To point the term of human strife,[03:29.710]And on the low dark verge of life,[03:33.877]The twilight of eternal day.