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[0] => Thou who know'st all the sorrows of this earth — / I pray Thee, ponder, ere again Thou turn / Thine hour-glass o'er again, since one sole birth, / To poor clay-cold humanity, makes yearn / A heart at passion with life's endless coil. / Thou givest thyself too strait a room therein. / For so divine a tree too poor a soil. / For so great agony what small peace to win.|c
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