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SONGS OF THE SOUL
I’ll break my heart,
With question crush my brain—
I’ll ask and pray,
Will beg or steal
To find the friends long stolen away,
To know their woe or weal.

This wondrous day,
Stage set for play
By Unseen Hand,—
The players drop
From no-man’s land,
Then vanish away or stop
With changing scenes of birth and death.
  The drama’s on
  The actors play anon
  Yet know not why they play
   This glorious day!

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