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 1 Text,  5  |      honour it with a touch of pain from thy hand and pluck
 2 Text,  51 |        honour of the burden of pain, this gift of thine. ~From
 3 Text,  52 | response of life in ecstasy of pain at the final stroke of death;
 4 Text,  54 |    break out in sweet music of pain? ~
 5 Text,  57 |       on the open red lotus of pain, and the joy that throws
 6 Text,  71 |        cadence of pleasure and pain. ~He it is who weaves the
 7 Text,  76 |      thee. ~In pleasure and in pain I stand not by the side
 8 Text,  83 |       It is this overspreading pain that deepens into loves
 9 Text,  97 |   burst its bonds in exceeding pain, and my empty heart will
10 Text,  100|        country of pleasure and pain, and, at last, to what palace