"Night and day comes a winged arrow from the hidden bow, Yield up your sweet life; what can you do? you have no shield..."
"Study me as much as you like, you will not know me, for I differ in a hundred ways from what you see me to be. Put yours..."
"Death of the body is a benefaction to the spiritual, What damage has pure gold to dread from the shears..."
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