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A Robin Redbreast In A Cage Puts All Heaven In A Rage.

Naught Can Deform The Human Race Like To The Armor's Iron Brace.

[l]et Light Rise From The Chambers Of The East, And Bring The Honey'd Dew That Cometh On Waking Day. O Radiant Morning.

I Heard An Angel Singing; When The Day Was Springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is The World's Release.

Desperate Remorse Swallows The Present In A Quenchless Rage.