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Poems.
Look on it with exceeding love, and writeThe words inspired by wonder and delight.
Of tempests wouldst thou sing, Or tell of battles—make thyself a partOf the great tummult; cling To the tossed wreck with terror in thy heart;Scale, with the assaulting host, the rampart's height,And strike and struggle in the thickest fight.
So shalt thou frame a lay That haply may endure from age to age,And they who read shall say: What witchery hangs upon this poet's page!What art is his the written spells to findThat sway from mood to mood the willing mind!
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