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1 collocations for universe
When thy face looketh forth from all men's faces, There will be room enough in crowded marts; Brood thou around me, and the noise is o'er; Thy universe my closet with shut door.
When thy face looketh forth from all men's faces, There will be room enough in crowded marts; Brood thou around me, and the noise is o'er; Thy universe my closet with shut door.