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A Wounded Deer Leaps The Highest.

That Love Is All There Is, Is All We Know Of Love.

A Soft Sea Washed Around The House A Sea Of Summer Air And Rose And Fell The Magic Planks That Sailed Without A Care — For Captain Was The Butterfly For Helmsman Was The Bee And An Entire Universe For The Delighted Crew.

Belshazzar Had A Letter,-- He Never Had But One; Belshazzar's Correspondence Concluded And Begun In That Immortal Copy The Conscience Of Us All Can Read Without Its Glasses On Revelation's Wall.

We Both Believe, And Disbelieve A Hundred Times An Hour, Which Keeps Believing Nimble.