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6 | should be apportioned to a better use.' | ||||||
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8 | to follow my two sages, whose discourse | ||||||
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10 | when with weeping we heard voices sing | ||||||
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11 | 'Labïa mëa, Domine' in tones | ||||||
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12 | that brought at once delight and grief. | ||||||
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