We come now to the first instance of deletion. Here is the original: Life of my life, I shall ever try to keep my body pure, knowing that thy living touch is upon all my limbs. I shall ever try…
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Poem 3: How you sing
The original I know not how thou singest, my master! I ever listen in silent amazement. The light of thy music illumines the world. The life breath of thy music runs from sky to sky. The holy stream of thy…
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Poem 2: The glad bird of my song
The original When thou commandest me to sing it seems that my heart would break with pride; and I look to thy face, and tears come to my eyes. All that is harsh and dissonant in my life melts into…
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