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Be as it may, without cause And reason to deceive. I have found, That mere man, need not look at flaws; Maintaining a skepticism that has no ground, Rather, with proper inclination, needs but rise And subdue from earth’s tempest its splendor, Holding firm, as a sojourner, to his price. Whilst be in the midst of unseen boon, As adversity doth sup one’s vigor leaving them swooned; The treacherous climb, oft given with no script, To slumber in the sepulcher, oft laden with crypt.
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 8:45 PM UTC
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Be as it may, without cause And reason to deceive. I have found, That mere man, need not look at flaws; Maintaining a skepticism that has no ground, Rather, with proper inclination, needs but rise And subdue from earth’s tempest its splendor, Holding firm, as a sojourner, to his price. Whilst be in the midst of unseen boon, As adversity doth sup one’s vigor leaving them swooned; The treacherous climb, oft given with no script, To slumber in the sepulcher, oft laden with crypt.
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Mar 7, 2014 at 8:45 PM UTC
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