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Such words fall to often on our cold and careless ears with the
triteness of long familiarity; but to read more
Such words fall to often on our cold and careless ears with the
triteness of long familiarity; but to Octavia . . . they seemed
to be written in sunbeams.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
The sun, too, shines into cesspools, and is not polluted.
The sun, too, shines into cesspools, and is not polluted.
Out of the solar walk and Heaven's highway.
Out of the solar walk and Heaven's highway.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
The great duties of life are written with a sunbeam.
High in his chariot glow'd the lamp of day.
High in his chariot glow'd the lamp of day.
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the
morning.
Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the
morning.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill and is not corrupted.
The sun shineth upon the dunghill and is not corrupted.
In climes beyond the solar road.
In climes beyond the solar road.
