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1587 He ate and drank the precious Words— His Spirit grew robust— He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was Dust— He danced along the dingy Days And this Bequest of Wings Was but a Book—What Liberty A loosened spirit brings— Edited by Peter Carter
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