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Discontent.
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But as I cry, "Oh why, oh why?"
She turns on me a wondering gaze.
And wonderingly doth make reply:
"I lead you out of slothful ways,
"I spur you on to win the race
For which you languish overspent;
No foe am I, but by God's grace,
I am— the angel Discontent."
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