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Eyes of some men travel farFor the finding of a star;Up and down the heavens they go,Men that keep a mighty rout!I'm as great as they, I trow,Since the day I found thee out,Little flower!—I'll make a stirLike a great Astronomer.
Modest, yet withal an ElfBold, and lavish of thyself,Since we needs must first have metI have seen thee, high and low,Thirty years or more, and yet'Twas a face I did not know;Thou hast now, go where I may,Fifty greetings in a day.