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I	A
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Percussus sum sicut foenum et aruit cor meum	B
Ps ci	C
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Wintertime nighs	C
But my bereavement pain	D
It cannot bring again	E
nbsp nbsp nbsp Twice no one dies	C
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Flower petals flee	F
But since it once hath been	G
No more that severing scene	H
nbsp nbsp nbsp Can harrow me	F
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Birds faint in dread	I
I shall not lose old strength	J
In the lone frost's black length	J
nbsp nbsp nbsp Strength long since fled	I
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Leaves freeze to dun	K
But friends can not turn cold	L
This season as of old	L
nbsp nbsp nbsp For him with none	K
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Tempests may scath	J
But love can not make smart	M
Again this year his heart	M
nbsp nbsp nbsp Who no heart hath	J
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nbsp nbsp nbsp Black is night's cope	N
But death will not appal	F
One who past doubtings all	F
nbsp nbsp nbsp Waits in unhope	N
De Profundis	C
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II	A
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Considerabam ad dexteram et videbam et non erat qui cognosceret me	F
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When the clouds' swoln bosoms echo back the shouts of the many and	O
strong	P
That things are all as they best may be save a few to be right ere	Q
long	P
And my eyes have not the vision in them to discern what to these is	C
so clear	R
The blot seems straightway in me alone one better he were not here	S
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The stout upstanders say All's well with us ruers have nought to	T
rue	T
And what the potent say so oft can it fail to be somewhat true	T
Breezily go they breezily come their dust smokes around their	Q
career	R
Till I think I am one horn out of due time who has no calling here	S
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Their dawns bring lusty joys it seems their eves exultance sweet	U
Our times are blessed times they cry Life shapes it as is most	V
meet	U
And nothing is much the matter there are many smiles to a tear	Q
Then what is the matter is I I say Why should such an one be here	S
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Let him to whose ears the low voiced Best seems stilled by the clash	W
of the First	X
Who holds that if way to the Better there be it exacts a full look	Y
at the Worst	X
Who feels that delight is a delicate growth cramped by crookedness	C
custom and fear	R
Get him up and be gone as one shaped awry he disturbs the order	Z
here	S
De Profundis	C
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III	A
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Heu mihi quia incolatus meus prolongatus est Habitavi cum	B
habitantibus Cedar multum incola fuit aninia mea Ps cxix	C
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There have been times when I well might have passed and the ending	A2
have come	B
Points in my path when the dark might have stolen on me artless	C
unrueing	A2
Ere I had learnt that the world was a welter of futile doing	A2
Such had been times when I well might have passed and the ending	A2
have come	B
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Say on the noon when the half sunny hours told that April was nigh	A
And I upgathered and cast forth the snow from the crocus border	Z
Fashioned and furbished the soil into a summer seeming order	Z
Glowing in gladsome faith that I quickened the year thereby	A
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Or on that loneliest of eves when afar and benighted we stood	B2
She who upheld me and I in the midmost of Egdon together	Z
Confident I in her watching and ward through the blackening heather	Z
Deeming her matchless in might and with measureless scope endued	C2
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Or on that winter wild night when reclined by the chimney nook	A2
quoin	K
Slowly a drowse overgat me the smallest and feeblest of folk there	Q
Weak from my baptism of pain when at times and anon I awoke there	Q
Heard of a world wheeling on with no listing or longing to join	K
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Even then while unweeting that vision could vex or that knowledge	D2
could numb	B
That sweets to the mouth in the belly are bitter and tart and	O
untoward	E2
Then on some dim coloured scene should my briefly raised curtain	K
have lowered	F2
Then might the Voice that is law have said Cease and the ending	A2
have come	B

Thomas Hardy

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