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THE GOD AND THE GIRL 
 
 
And as the fairest cloak hides foulest skin 
Hence thou—O snare that I am taken in, 
 
Delicious Doris !  Luckily for me 
I know the whole theurgic alchemy 
 
And breed a boon (where God begat a curse) 
From thee, best coynte of His brave universe !