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O living pictures of the dead，
O songs without a sound， O fellowship whose phantom1 tread Hallows a phantom ground —— How in a gleam have these revealed The faith we had not found. We have sought God in a cloudy Heaven， We have passed by God on earth： His seven sins and his sorrows seven， His wayworn mood and mirth， Like a ragged2 cloak have hid from us The secret of his birth. Brother of men， when now I see Thou knowest my heart is hungry in me As for thy bread and wine； Thou knowest my heart is bowed in me To take their death for mine. 点击  收听单词发音
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