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 His dews drop mutely on the hill, His cloud above it saileth still, Though on its slope men sow and reap : More softly than the dew is shed, Or cloud is floated overhead, He giveth His beloved, sleep.  The Youth's instructer [sic] and guardian - Página 284 1842 Visualização completa -
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