It's All Our Yesterdays! Because once more with joy O my home I may meet--once more ye fair, flowr'y meadows I greet--my Pilgrim's staff henceforth may rest--since Heaven's sweet peace is within my grasp.
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Wow. Even by his own lame standards, Muir's not even trying.
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