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I opened my eyes, and, for a moment,

almost believed that I saw her face, with itsat me from between two hoary branches of the beech

overhead But when I looked s and leaves,

and the infinite sky, in tiny spots, gazing through between Yet I know

that good is coh few have

at all tie to believe it What we

call evil, is the only and best shape, which, for the person and his

condition at the tiood And so,

FAREWELL