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THE NEIGHBOUR
O subtle bliss,
O Hope, thro’ desolation stealing
Like water thro’ a wilderness
With comfort and delicious healing!
Who renders me such fellow-feeling?
—My own self ’tis!
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THE NEIGHBOUR
O subtle bliss,
O Hope, thro’ desolation stealing
Like water thro’ a wilderness
With comfort and delicious healing!
Who renders me such fellow-feeling?
—My own self ’tis!
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