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Pride, power and substance of created things]
Pride, power and substance of created things,Gross, vital element of all that is,
Womb of interminable pregnancies,
Perennial source of earth's resurgent Springs—
O Life! crude matrix that forever clings
To thought's clear diamond, dark chrysalis
Big with prodigious birth, unsunned abyss
Headlong beneath the soul's Icarian wings!
When, as my peers before me, I shall fall
Shattered with light, and, lost beyond recall,
Mix and resolve in thy creative slime,—
Thence shall I rise in endless avatars,
And still once more, for Truth's eternal stars,
Leap from the cloud-capped battlements of Time!
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