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DUTY.
As the hardy oat is growing,Howsoe'er the wind may blow;
As the untiréd stream is flowing,
Whether shines the sun or no:—
Thus, though storm-winds rage about it,
Should the strong plant, Duty, grow—
Thus, with beauty or without it,
Should the stream of Being flow.
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