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Love

O Love! thou makest all things even

In earth or heaven;

Finding thy way through prison-bars

Up to the stars;

Or, true to the Almighty plan,

That out of dust created man,

Thou lookest in a grave,--to see

Thine immortality!

Written by

Sarah Flower Adams

1805-1848 / England

LinesWords: 840

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