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If, in the light of things, you fade real, yet wanly withdrawn to our determined and appropriate distance, like the moon left on all night among the leaves, may you invisibly delight this house; O star, doubly compassionate, who came too soon for twilight, too late for dawn, may your pale flame direct the worst in us through chaos with the passion of plain day.
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