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The Sword Of Our Good

Unseen; unknowable What's held in reserve Til with helpful urgency Hoisted to preserve By this self's myth: angel; Sentry; squiring knight. Which role-forging is of A gold-breasted might. Unimagined moreover To deem compatible Ourselves for! Low and cheap! Pluckless; unpolishable! Til before each distress Each in turn has swelled! By which sword-play, tear-wiped Sympathy's, dazzled.

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