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i so the miracles of* antichrist
And like a miser I have watched my treasure,
Of that to dream hath been my only pleasure.
When once the shriver by my bed shall stand,
And all the secrets of the soul demand,
The door I’ll close and throw away the key,
Hide my heart’s riches in Eternity !
The mandolin continued to play. There is
something of fresh air and sunshine in the mandolin.
Something of nature’s lightheartedness.
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