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I see them,—crowd on crowd they walk the earth, / Dry leafless trees no autumn wind laid bare; …
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The light that fills thy house at morn, / Thou canst not for thyself retain; …
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I idle stand that I may find employ, / Such as my Master when He comes will give; …
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The Latter rain,—it falls in anxious haste / Upon the sun-dried fields and branches bare, …
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The night that has no star lit up by God, / The day that round men shines who still are blind, …
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The road is left that once was trod / By man and heavy-laden beast; …
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Father! thy wonders do not singly stand, / Nor far removed where feet have seldom strayed; …
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’t is to yourself I speak; you cannot know / Him whom I call in speaking such a one, …