2. O glowing smile of beauty's day
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O glowing smile of beauty’s day,I love your sun, I love your play.
O teeming frowns of sombre night,Behold the death of your ruthless might.
```From:Sri Chinmoy,I shall forgive my past, Agni Press, New York, 1976
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