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The only art thou needet—

Thankgiving for thy lot;

The only joy thou eeket—

The Life where Death is not.

And all thine endles leiure,

In weetet accents, ings

The ill that was thy merit,

The wealth that is thy King's!

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And when I fain would ing them,

My pirit fails and faints;