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My Friend.

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When first I looked upon the face of Pain          I shrank repelled, as one shrinks from a foe          Who stands with dagger poised, as for a blow.              I was in search of Pleasure and of Gain;              I turned aside to let him pass: in vain;          He looked straight in my eyes and would not go.          "Shake hands," he said; "our paths are one, and so              We must be comrades on the way, 'tis plain."              I felt the firm clasp of his hand on mine;          Through all my veins it sent a strengthening glow.          I straightway linked my arm in his, and lo!              He led me forth to joys almost divine;          With God's great truths enriched me in the end:          And now I hold him as my dearest friend.

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