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XVI. Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,    Life! TEEN SURGEONS MUST BE VERY CAREFUL WHEN THEY TAKE THE KNIFE UNDERNEATH THEIR FINE INCISIONS STIRS THE CULPRIT LIFE
prayer But just for one to stipulate, And grace would grant the pair. And so, upon this wise I prayed, -- Great Spirit, give to me A heaven not so large as yours, But large enough for me. A smile suffused Jehovah's face; The cherubim withdrew; Grave saints stole out to look at me, And showed their dimples, too. I left the place with all my might, -- My prayer away I threw; The quiet ages picked it up, And Judgment twinkled, too, That one so honest be extant As take the tale for true That "Whatsoever you shall ask, Itself be given you." But I, grown shrewder, scan the skies With a suspicious air, -- As children, swindled for the first, All swindlers be, infer. XIV. The thought beneath so slight a film Is more distinctly seen, -- As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine. XV. The soul unto itself Is an imperial friend, -- Or the most agonizing spy An enemy could send. Secure against its own, No treason it can fear; Itself its sovereign, of itself The soul should stand in awe.  THE LAST INCLUDED BOTH IT WOULD SUFFICE MY PRAYER BUT JUST FOR ONE TO STIPULATE AND GRACE WOULD GRANT THE PAIR AND SO UPON THIS WISE I PRAYED GREAT SPIRIT GIVE TO ME A HEAVEN NOT SO LARGE AS YOURS BUT LARGE ENOUGH FOR ME A SMILE SUFFUSED JEHOVAH'S FACE THE CHERUBIM WITHDREW GRAVE SAINTS STOLE OUT TO LOOK AT ME AND SHOWED THEIR DIMPLES TOO I LEFT THE PLACE WITH ALL MY MIGHT MY PRAYER AWAY I THREW THE QUIET AGES PICKED IT UP AND JUDGMENT TWINKLED TOO THAT ONE SO HONEST BE EXTANT AS TAKE THE TALE FOR TRUE THAT WHATSOEVER YOU SHALL ASK ITSELF BE GIVEN YOU BUT I GROWN SHREWDER SCAN THE SKIES WITH A SUSPICIOUS AIR AS CHILDREN SWINDLED FOR THE FIRST ALL SWINDLERS BE INFER FOURTEEN THE THOUGHT BENEATH SO SLIGHT A FILM IS MORE DISTINCTLY SEEN AS LACES JUST REVEAL THE SURGE OR MISTS THE APENNINE FIFTEEN THE SOUL UNTO ITSELF IS AN IMPERIAL FRIEND OR THE MOST AGONIZING SPY AN ENEMY COULD SEND SECURE AGAINST ITS OWN NO TREASON IT CAN FEAR ITSELF ITS SOVEREIGN OF ITSELF THE SOUL SHOULD STAND IN AWE
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