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For Which Of My Bad Parts Didst Thou First Fall In Love With Me?

Let Me Embrace Thee, Sour Adversity, For Wise Men Say It Is The Wisest Course.

The Smallest Worm Will Turn Being Trodden On, And Doves Will Peck In Safeguard Of Their Brood.

Put Forth Thy Hand, Reach At The Glorious Gold.

The Clamorous Owl That Nightly Hoots And Wonders At Our Quaint Spirits.