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18Undated
He came to the desert of London town Grey miles long; He wander’d up and he wander’d down, Singing a quiet song, He came to the desert of London Town, Mirk miles broad; He wandered up and he wandered down, Ever alone with God. There were thousands and thousands of human kind In this desert of brick and stone: But some were deaf and some were blind, And he was there alone. At length the good hour came; he died As he had lived, alone: He was not miss’d from the desert wide,— Perhaps he was found at the Throne.
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