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32145	Bowles, William Lisle	The Poetical Works of William Lisle Bowles Vol. 2			.txt	text/plain	84321	6973	90	Thou hast put on thy mildest look to-day, Like eve's still light, thy liberal master spreads Her mother's voice is heard: Good child, come in; Poor maid, for thou art harmless, and thy mind 240 I love thy voice, oh, ever-sounding sea, 249 Next morn, light-hearted William passed along, "I look in thy face," for my heart it is not cold,[85] 240 [Footnote 85: "She looked in my face, till my heart was like to Whilst a deep voice was heard, Now sleep in peace, By God in heaven, thou art the king! Shall be thy place of rest, poor Adela? Thy seal, O living God; and a loud voice A voice from a bright cloud, The Lord shall come But thy old age shall calmly pass away, Of days long passed, of love and village life, Great Lord of heaven and earth, thy voice is fate; And thy last day on earth--but "Father--Lord--	./cache/32145.txt	./txt/32145.txt