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<h3> HUGH LATIMER </h3>
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His lips amid the flame outsent<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">A music strong and sweet,</SPAN><br/>
Like some unearthly instrument<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">That's played upon by heat.</SPAN><br/></p>
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As spice-wood tough, laid on the coal,<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Sets all its perfume free,</SPAN><br/>
The incense of his hardy soul<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Rose up exceedingly.</SPAN><br/></p>
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To open that great flower, too cold<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Were sun and vernal rain;</SPAN><br/>
But fire has forced it to unfold,<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Nor will it shut again.</SPAN><br/></p>
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