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[Mortal though I be, yea ephemeral, if but a moment]
Mortal though I be, yea ephemeral, if but a momentI gaze up to the night's starry domain of heaven,
Then no longer on earth I stand; I touch the Creator,
And my lively spirit drinketh immortality.
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