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1237 My Heart ran so to thee It would not wait for me And I affronted grew And drew away For whatsoe'er my pace He first achieve they Face How general a Grace Allotted two— Not in malignity Mentioned I this to thee— Had he obliquity Soonest to share But for the Greed of him— Boasting my Premium— Basking in Bethleem Ere I be there— Edited by Peter Carter
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