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Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of heaven, and evening stooped down to unloose the latchets of his sandal shoon.
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Day, Like A Weary Pilgrim, Had Reached

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of heaven, and evening stooped down to unloose the latchets of his sandal shoon.
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