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 1 Intro     |    natural objects, he would sit all day in his garden; from
 2 Intro     |  Maha Rishi, would sometimes sit there all through the next
 3 Intro,  2 |    and fill me with shame. I sit like a beggar maid, drawing
 4 Text,  4  |     a moment's indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that
 5 Text,  4  |    grove. ~Now it is time to sit quite, face to face with
 6 Text,  40 |    and fill me with shame. I sit like a beggar maid, drawing
 7 Text,  40 |   the secret of my heart. ~I sit on the grass and gaze upon
 8 Text,  43 |        From dawn till dusk I sit here before my door, and
 9 Text,  51 |    is thy dreadful sword. ~I sit and muse in wonder, what
10 Text,  53 | leaves rustle overhead and I sit and think and think. ~
11 Text,  78 |    my wakeful hours. ~When I sit by the roadside, tired and
12 Text,  98 |      it your good fortune to sit perfectly still where you
13 Text,  101|    go away in scorn. And you sit there smiling. ~I put my
14 Text,  101|      in utter scorn. And you sit there smiling. ~