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Each mortal thing does one thing and the same

Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
     Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
     Selves — goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying What I do is me: for that I came…
     …For Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
     To the Father through the features of men’s faces.

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