[LA PITIE SUPREME VIII., 1881.] When an angel of kindness Saw, doomed to the dark, Men framed in his likeness, He sought for a spark-- Stray gem of God`s glory That shines so serene-- And, falling like lark, To brighten our story, Pure Pity was seen.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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