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SONGS OF THE SOUL
I’ll break my heart,With question crush my brain—I’ll ask and pray,Will beg or stealTo find the friends long stolen away,To know their woe or weal.
This wondrous day,Stage set for playBy Unseen Hand,—The players dropFrom no-man’s land,Then vanish away or stopWith changing scenes of birth and death.  The drama’s on  The actors play anon  Yet know not why they play   This glorious day!

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