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In halls of sleep you wandered by, / This time so indistinguishably …
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I am in love with high far-seeing places / That look on plains half-sunlight and half-storm, …
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I am weary of being bitter and weary of being wise, / And the armor and the mask of these fall from me, after long. …
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Like him whose spirit in the blaze of noon / Still keeps the memory of one secret star …
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She limps with halting painful pace, / Stops, wavers, and creeps on again; …
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Gone are the three, those sisters rare / With wonder-lips and eyes ashine. …