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SONGS OF THE SOUL
I left my search in dim despair;
Thou Royal, Sly Eluder!—
In haste I hied away from Thee
And I retired within me:
When lo! some Unseen Hand
Did quickly snatch away the all-black band
That did my eyes enfold
That were so numb and cold,
And in troth I felt quite keen:
Someone beside me stood unseen
And whispered to me, cool and clear,
“Hello, playmate, I am here!”

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