One said, "A God there is,
And God is love;
Death is not death, but bliss,
And life above.
"Above all flesh is mind;
And faith and truth
God's gifts to poor mankind
That make life youth."
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One from a harlot's side
Arose at morn;
One cursing God had died
That night forlorn.
FOREVERMORE.
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O heart that vainly follows
The flight of summer swallows,
Far over holts and hollows,
O'er frozen buds and flowers;
To violet seas and levels,
Where Love Time's locks dishevels
With merry mimes and revels
Of aphrodisiac Hours.
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