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...first, Would pine beneath them slowly P What soul whose wrongs degrade it, Would wait till time decayed it, When thus its wing At once may spring To the throne of Him who made it P" • :\ A FINE IS INCURRED IF THIS BOOK IS NOT RETURNED TO THE LIBRARY ON OR BEFORE THE LAST DATE...

...heart." " Oh, where's the man so lowly, Condemned to things unholy, Who, could he burst His chains at first, Would pine beneath them slowly ? What soul whose wrongs degrade it, Would wait till time decayed it. When thus its wing At once may spring To the throne of Him who made it?" ...

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...the heart." " Oh, where's the man so lowly, Condemned to dungs unholy, Who, could he hurst His chains at first, Would pine beneath them slowly ? What soul whose wrongs degrade it, AVould wait till time decayed it, When thus its wing At once may spring To the throne of Him who made...

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....seenls to be the case with these energetic lines : — " Oh, where 's the slave so lowly, Condemn'd to chains unholy, Who, could he burst His bonds at...our fall ! ' ' Less dear the laurel growing Alive, uutouch'd, and blowing, Than that whose braid Is pluck'd to shade ? The brows with victory glowing,...

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