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Wheresoever Pity shares
UNHEARD, because our ears are dull,
I shall pass through this world but once. If, therefore, there be any good thing I can do, or any kindness I can show to any fellow-creature, let me do it now; let me not defer it nor neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again. |
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