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30 This is a poem for the
sayers of words — these are
hints of
meanings,
These are they that echo the tones of Souls, and the phrases of Souls;
If they did not echo the phrases of Souls, what were they then ?
If they had not reference to you in especial, what were they then?
31 I swear I will never henceforth have to do with the faith that tells the best !
I will have to do only with that faith that leaves the best untold.
These are they that echo the tones of Souls, and the phrases of Souls;
If they did not echo the phrases of Souls, what were they then ?
If they had not reference to you in especial, what were they then?
31 I swear I will never henceforth have to do with the faith that tells the best !
I will have to do only with that faith that leaves the best untold.
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