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The stone pebble and the soil under his feet gentle
Grateful, delighting in every moment treaded.
To the cave of light, soul eager as he retreated:
Read! The Arch Angel commanded.
In the name of thy Lord, read!
The stone pebble and the soil under his feet gentle
To all the world a mercy
Never for a moment severe
The rowdy with mildness he did amend.
Modest traveler for whom this world
a place of sacrifice sufficed
While the world under his feet pined
His own shoes he mended.
Piety he wore
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