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DUTY.
I reach a duty, yet I do it not,
And therefore see no higher: but if done,
My view is brighten'd, and another spot
Seen on my moral sun.
And therefore see no higher: but if done,
My view is brighten'd, and another spot
Seen on my moral sun.
For, be the duty high as angel's flight,
Fulfil it, and a higher will arise,
E'en from its ashes. Duty is infinite—
Receding as the skies.
Fulfil it, and a higher will arise,
E'en from its ashes. Duty is infinite—
Receding as the skies.
And thus it is, the purest most deplore
Their want of purity. As fold by fold,
In duties done, falls from their eyes, the more
Of Duty they behold.
Their want of purity. As fold by fold,
In duties done, falls from their eyes, the more
Of Duty they behold.
Were it not wisdom, then, to close our eyes
On duties crowding only to appal?
No: Duty is our ladder to the skies,
And, climbing not, we fall.
On duties crowding only to appal?
No: Duty is our ladder to the skies,
And, climbing not, we fall.
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