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Go slow, my soul, to feed thyself
Upon his rare approach—
Go rapid, lest Competing Death
Prevail upon the Coach—
Go timid, should his final eye
Determine thee amiss—
Go boldly—for thou paid'st his price
Redemption—for a Kiss—

Edited by Peter Carter

Added: 2 Apr 2003 | Last Read: 27 May 2012 11:48 AM | Viewed: 6079 times

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