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MEETING.
Content to hold my breath; with step more bold
Because my wings have grown, I walk these old
Accustomed pathways.
:Accustomed pathways. Earnest Friend, thy youth
Of soul makes all things fresher; in thy truth
Grows all more true, more real; come and hold
Thy mirror to my soul, that I may be
The more myself for having been with thee!