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<h2> INTO THY LAND </h2>
<p>Into thy land of sunlight I have come,<br/>
And live within thy presence, as a ray<br/>
Of light lives in the brightness of the day;<br/>
And find in thee my heaven and my home.<br/>
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Yet what am I that thou shouldst ope the gate<br/>
Of thy most sweet completeness; and should spend<br/>
Rich values of thy life on me thy friend,<br/>
For which I have no worthy duplicate!<br/>
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Nay, lady, I no riches have to give;<br/>
I have no name of honour, or the pride<br/>
Of place, to priv’lege me to sit beside<br/>
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Thee in thy kingdom, where thy graces live.<br/>
Wilt thou not one day whisper, “You have climbed<br/>
Beyond your merits; pray you, fall behind”?<br/></p>
<p>Wish thy friend joy of his journey, but pray in secret<br/>
that he have no joy, for then may he return quickly to thee.<br/>
—Egyptian Proverb.<br/></p>
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