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...soul is born again. Laugh like a boy at splendors that have sped; To vanished joys be blind, and deaf and dumb, My judgments seal the dead past with its dead, But never bind a moment yet to come. — Judge Walter Malone. HEREIN IS LOVE Herein is love; to lift another's cross, To give away the gold...

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