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February 13

Companions of the Way (Evening)

Thou shalt keep them secretly in a pavilion from the strife of tongues.

CALM soul of all things! make it mine To feel, amid the city's jar,

That there abides a peace of thine Man did not make and cannot mar.

The will to neither strive nor cry, The power to feel with others give!

Calm, calm me more! nor let me die Before I have begun to live.

MATTHEW ARNOLD

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