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The service of the day is over, and the hour come to rest. We resign into thy hand our sleeping bodies, our cold hearths and open doors. Give us to awake with smiles, give us to labor smiling. As the sun returns in the east , so let our patience be renewed with dawn; as the sun lightens the world, so let our lovingkindness make bright this house of our habitations. Robert Louis Stevenson
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