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Laus Patriæ Celestis.
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I seek thee and cherish, I mourn and I long
For thy Beauties which kindle yet baffle my Song.
But not by my Merits I ask for thy Breath,
For by Merit 'tis mine to perish in Death;
Yet in Hope will I walk along my lone Way,
And demand thy Rewards by Night and by Day;
Unceasing will seek, though blindly I grope,
Thy Rewards everlasting, in Faith and in Hope.
For my Father, the best, the holiest One,
