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Farewell has long been said; I have forgone thee; / I never name thee even. / But how shall I learn virtues and yet shun thee? / For thou art so near Heaven / That heavenward meditations pause upon thee.
Thou dost beset the path to every shrine; / My trembling thoughts discern / Thy goodness in the good for which I pine; / And if I turn from but one sin, I turn / Unto a smile of thine.
How shall I thrust thee apart / Since all my growth tends to thee night and day -- / To thee faith, hope, and art? / Swift are the currents setting all one way; / They draw my life, my life, out of my heart.