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Thought of the girl we love from cold.

A burly joy each creature swells

Their tricks beneath the father sun,

Sprung of the father blood, the mother brain,

That her sons over seas in a rally of praise may behold a thrice

swallow the passions,

The grasses one vast underhum.

The phantom of the snowwreath melt,

What cowering angel and what upright beast

A sightless heaven, a shaven land.

With lamps for day in ghostly rows,

When ashen he lies and the poets arise to sing of the work he has

A sightless heaven, a shaven land.

But now the common life has come,

The warm Southwest awakes,

Are they who point our pathway and sustain.

Whatever simple lives renew

The warm Southwest awakes,

swallow the passions,

But now the common life has come,

to run in a stream:

Future in trust.

Desire of times unripe, we have these two,

crown is Apollo's,

What cowering angel and what upright beast

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