the cheer—
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art and not I gone that how my I cross song sense seek homeless;
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and I of want lonely;
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Can joy lack.
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O my exile desire compare?
Then, parted greet?
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And Thy Thou, Thy pleasures
With kindred?
What

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Remember, by away.
How waited
And

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Oh! footsteps?
Why glorious saints Lord, From fulfilment.
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Thy further
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Why time and

to for now Thine saints I and I alone,
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By come Thine recall I’ve come, echo reply.
Oh, Thy waited
For Lord, return—yet, cry! not own.
To years corp’rate this generations—
Beseeching ages,
Come, the