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19938	Wilson, John	Recreations of Christopher North, Volume 2			.txt	text/plain	173344	7115	73	word--like the sea in sunset after a day of storms--yes, Heaven's like a stream that never, till it leaves its native hills, knows taint the general voice of praise, all eyes being won by thy cheerful beauty. remember, to fix her solemn spirit-like eyes on our faces, to mark the firmament like the all-seeing eye of God. The martyrs turned their faces the mysteries of men's minds since the days of the great poets, thoughtful far, more humble as well as more high, like Christian Charity melancholy, yet still fair, and lovely, and beautiful--which, like offspring to pass away from his eyes, even like the wood-shadows, only old, and when from eye and soul have disappeared much of the beauty and Wild beasts do not like the look of the human eye--they think us ugly light of day is sweet to our eyes--twenty years ago there were not	./cache/19938.txt	./txt/19938.txt