No matter where the Saints abide,
They make their Circuit fair
Behold how great a Firmament
Accompanies a Star.
No matter where the Saints abide,
They make their Circuit fair
Behold how great a Firmament
Accompanies a Star.
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This poem is confusing. If say the last two lines were switched it would make far more sense. Now I know that it wouldn’t follow Emily’s meter, but it would still make far more sense. I bid you aduo.