 | The collected poems of Arthur Edward Waite |  |
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GREAT EXPECTATIONS
Beyond the turning in the laneTo issue on the wind-swept plain;
Across the plain to see from far
How white, how high the mountains are;
Above the everlasting hills
To watch the royal light, which spills
Such boundless glory on the grand
Expanses of the sea and land;
Then past created light to find
That which enlightens worlds of mind.
| The collected poems of Arthur Edward Waite | |