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SONGS OF THE SOUL


Bleed, O my Soul, do amply bleedTo dig yet deeper, —dig!
I touch the holy fount,— rejoice;I drink its bubble voiceMy throat’s ablaze,—I want to drink and drink always;The sphere’s aflameWith my thirst as I came:So dig, dig, yet deeper digThough it seems thou canst not dig!
I thought with heart aglowAll, all, I had drunk this day,And idly looked for more, deep, deep, below,—But lo! undrunk, untouched,There the fountain lay.

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