Truly My Satan Thou Art But A Dunce And Dost Not Know The Garment From The Man Every Harlot Was A Virgin Once Nor Canst Thou Ever Change Kate Into Nan Tho Thou Art Worship'D By The Names Divine Of Jesus & Jehovah Thou Art Still The Son Of Morn In Weary Nights Decline The Lost Travellers Dream Under The Hill
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