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O YOU WHOM I OFTEN AND SILENTLY COME.
O YOU whom I often and silently come where you are that I may
be with you,
As I walk by your side or sit near, or remain in the same room
with you,
Little you know the subtle electric fire that for your sake is play-
ing within me.