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Chapter VIII

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The life and splendour of Felicity,
Whose floods so overflowing be,
The streams of Joy which round about his Throne
Enrich and fill each Holy One,
Are so abundant, that we can
Spare all, even all to any Man!
And have it all ourselves!
Nay, have the more! We long to make them see
The sweetness of Felicity.

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