Orphan Rhymes
Who always does good works in secret,won't fret the bells that toll,
Avoiding fame as others seek it,
for Heaven's Honor Roll.
Who'd overcome infernal passions,
naked treads the burning coal,
Who'd storm the Devils inner bastions,
fights all Hell to win his soul.
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