He stood upon the earth, and turned
  To gaze on sky and land and sea,
While in his ear the whisper burned,
  “Behold, these all belong to thee!”

O wondrous call to conquests new!
  O thrill of blood! O joy of Soul!
O peaks with ever-widening view!
  O race, with still-receding goal!

He heard; he followed, evermore
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