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thou wilt

think of

me in thy

celestial

sphere；

that to

the holy

ones

forgathered

there，

thou wilt

but speak

a kindly

word and

say that

hereupon

the sordid

earth，

which thou

alone

didst

beautify，

there

lives a

humble man

of poor

renown，

who， in

all the

hours of

all his

days did

strive and

toil by

sweat of

faceand

tire of

brain to

do thy

bidding in

the silken

fields；

who . . .

[Lines

obliterated]

My prayer，

O Heavenly

One， O

Goddess

Rare，