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The Moss |
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The Moss
When black despair beats down my wings,
And heavenly visions fade away—
Lord, let me bend to common things,
The tasks of every day;
And heavenly visions fade away—
Lord, let me bend to common things,
The tasks of every day;
As, when th' aurora is denied
And blinding blizzards round him beat,
The Samoyed stoops, and takes for guide
The moss beneath his feet.
And blinding blizzards round him beat,
The Samoyed stoops, and takes for guide
The moss beneath his feet.
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