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i sing the progress of a deathless soul - andrew downes lyrics

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i sing the progress of a deathless soul
whom fate, with god made, but doth not control
plac’d in most shapes; all times before the law
yoked us, and when, and since, in this i sing

and the great world to his aged evening;
from infant morn, through manly noon i draw
what the gold chaldee, of silver persian saw
greek brass, or roman iron, is in this one;
a work t’outwear seths pillars, brick and stone
and (holy writs excepted) made to yield to none

- andrew downes lyrics

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