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Chapter 111 No.111

Less or more,

I suppose that I spoke thus.

When,-have mercy, Lord, on us!

The whole face turned upon me full.

And I spread myself beneath it,

As when the bleacher spreads, to seethe it

In the cleansing sun, his wool,-

Steeps in the flood of noontide whiteness

Some defiled, discolored web-

So lay I, saturate with brightnes

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