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1 Text,  7 |       finery, if it keeps one shut off from the healthful dust
2 Text,  10|       a temple with doors all shut? Open thine eyes and see
3 Text,  11| strayed far and wide before I shut them and said 'Here art
4 Text,  21|      songs, and doors are all shut at every house. Thou art
5 Text,  38| beggarly heart sits crouched, shut up in a corner, break open
6 Text,  50|       in the village were all shut. Only some said the king
7 Text,  62|      is none, then no door is shut. Oh, grant me my prayer
8 Text,  72|     temple. ~No, I will never shut the doors of my senses.
9 Text,  81|      fear lest thy gate to be shut; but I find that yet there