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They are gone. ... They have all left us, one by one:Swiftly, with undissuadable strong tread,
Cuirassed in song, with wisdom helmeted,
They are gone before us, into the dark, alone ...
Upward their wings rush radiant to the sun;
Sea-ward the ships of their emprise are sped;
Onward their star-light of desire is shed;
Their trumpet-call is forward;—they are gone!
Let us take thought and go!—we know not why
Nor whence nor where—let us take wings and fly!
Let us take ship and sail, take heart and dare!
Let us deserve at last, as they have done,
To say of all men living and dead who share
The soul's supreme adventure,—We are gone! ...
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