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The Luxury to apprehend
The Luxury 'twould be
To look at Thee a single time
An Epicure of Me
 
In whatsoever Presence makes
Till for a further Food
I scarcely recollect to starve
So first am I supplied—
 
The Luxury to meditate
The Luxury it was
To banguet on thy Countenance
A Sumptuousness bestows
 
On plainer Days, whose Table far
As Certainty can see
Is laden with a single Crumb
The Consciousness of Thee.

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