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The Way I read a Letter's -- this --
'Tis first -- I lock the Door --
And push it with my fingers -- next --
For transport it be sure --

And then I go the furthest off
To counteract a knock --
Then draw my little Letter forth
And slowly pick the lock --

Then -- glancing narrow, at the Wall --
And narrow at the floor
For firm Conviction of a Mouse
Not exorcised before --

Peruse how infinite I am
To no one that You -- know --
And sigh for lack of Heaven -- but not
The Heaven God bestow --

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