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<title><![CDATA[Comentarios al libro: A BOOK OF STRIFE IN THE FORM OF THE DIARY OF AN OLD SOUL]]></title>
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<description><![CDATA[JANUARY. 1. LORD, what I once had done with youthful might, Had I been from the first true to the truth, Grant me, now old, to do-with better sight, And humbler heart, if not the brain of youth; So wilt thou, in thy gentleness and ruth, Lead back thy old soul, by the path of pain, Round to his best-young eyes and heart and brain. 2. A dim aurora rises in my east, Beyond the line of jagged questions hoar, As if the head of our intombed High Priest Began to glow behind the unopened door: Sure the]]></description>
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