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THIS day, O Soul, I give you a wondrous mirror;
Long in the dark, in tarnish and cloud it lay–But the cloud has
pass’d, and the tarnish gone;
… Behold, O Soul! it is now a clean and bright mirror,
Faithfully showing you all the things of the world.

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