Be then thine own home, and in thyself dwell;
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Batter my heart, three-personed God; for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend.
Fill'd with her love, may I be rather grown
Mad with much heart, than idiot with none.
To rage, to lust, to write to, to commend,
All is the purlieu of the god of love.
Nature’s great masterpiece, an elephant,
The only harmless great thing.
Hail Bishop Valentine, whose day this is;
All the air is thy diocese.
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