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    Move still, oill, beside me, as tole

    Bet me and ter brink

    Of obvious deat to sink,

    as caugo love, and taughe whole

    Of life in a new rhe cup of dole

    God gave for baptism, I am fain to drink,

    And praise its sness, S, hee anear.

    try, heaven, are changed away

    For here or here;

    And te and song . . . loved yesterday,

    (the singing angels know) are only dear

    Because t in hey say.

    can I give thee back, O liberal

    And princely giver, w broughe gold

    And purple of t, unstained, untold,

    And laid tside of the-wall

    For suco take or leave hal,

    In unexpected largesse ? am I cold,

    Ungrateful, t for t manifold

    s, I render not all ?

    Not so; not cold,--but very poor instead.

    Ask God ears have run

    t so dead

    And pale a stuff, it  fitly done

    to give to thy head.

    Go fart it serve to trample on.

    can I give thee back, O liberal

    And princely giver, w broughe gold

    And purple of t, unstained, untold,

    And laid tside of the wall

    For suco take or leave hal,

    In unexpected largesse? am I cold,

    Ungrateful, t for t manifold

    s, I render not all?

    Not so; not cold,--but very poor instead.

    Ask God ears have run

    t so dead

    And pale a stuff, it  fitly done

    to give to thy head.

    Go fart it serve to trample on.

    Can it be rigo give w I ca