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Poems
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Steeped in the mud and mire of circumstance Altho' thou art, hide not thy face in fear, As tho' I frowned on thee with brow austere Poor soul, think not I look on thee askance. Go, change thy soiled raiment, and advance Toward my golden soon shalt thou hear Seraphic melody fall on thine ear.
Steeped in the mud and mire of circumstance Altho' thou art, hide not thy face in fear, As tho' I frowned on thee with brow austere Poor soul, think not I look on thee askance. Go, change thy soiled raiment, and advance Toward my golden soon shalt thou hear Seraphic melody fall on thine ear.
279 pages, Paperback
Published January 1, 2024
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