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SONGS OF THE SOUL



AT THE ROOTS OF ETERNITY

With sailing clouds and plunging breeze,With swaying trees and youthful, stormy seas,With whirling planets I wildly playIn some absorbing wayBut not alway ;—At close of dayI layMy eager hands at the roots of EternityTo seize and own its nectar free.

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