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    Zephaniah Pennel straightened his tall form
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    that intense pathos which rises over every
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    so strange and grand they rose
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    so strange and grand they rose
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    blended harmonies might have been learned
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    The words rose in old
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    Are we not tending upward too
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    moments the only answer to these sad words
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