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The next way home's the farthest way about.
The next way home's the farthest way about.
For emulation hath a thousand sons
That one by one pursue.
For emulation hath a thousand sons
That one by one pursue.
The brightest of all things, the sun, hath its spots.
The brightest of all things, the sun, hath its spots.
With what knot shall I bind this Proteus, who is ever shifting
his ground?
With what knot shall I bind this Proteus, who is ever shifting
his ground?
Unto the pure all things are pure.
Unto the pure all things are pure.
With but a plank between them and their fate.
With but a plank between them and their fate.