The Soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend —
Or the most agonizing Spy —
An Enemy — could send —
Secure against its own —
No treason it can fear —
Itself — its Sovereign — of itself
The Soul should stand in Awe —
The Soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend —
Or the most agonizing Spy —
An Enemy — could send —
Secure against its own —
No treason it can fear —
Itself — its Sovereign — of itself
The Soul should stand in Awe —
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