then what need have i to know
physics, matter and genus
no lore i would count great loss
If i could plot the hour's course
learn what faith awaits my thirst
still i would drink from life's cup
i'll wither but first i hoped
If i could bathe in dawn's dew
i'll see God in every hue
my part is small, my time swift
but for all that - 'twas love's gift.
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