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SIRE THE NIGHT IS DARKER NOW,
AND THE WIND BLOWS STRONGER;
FAILS MY HEART, I KNOW NOT HOW.
I CAN GO NO LONGER."
"MARK MY FOOTSTEPS, MY GOOD PAGE,
TREAD THOU IN THEM BOLDLY;
THOU SHALT FIND THE WINTER WIND
FREEZE THY BLOOD LESS COLDLY."

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