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65
LVII.
[Like as a stream, that, having climbed a hill]
Like as a stream, that, having climbed a hillA little lower than its watershed,
Thinking adown a steeply-sloping bed
Upon the further side to race and rill
Fed with new speed, stays suddenly and still,
Discouraged and amazed, finding instead
A level plateau; and with force unfed
Flows languid on, too weak to turn a mill:
So oft my spirit shaping thee to sight
Hath hoped to climb the red-lit clouds of song
With plumes flame-tipped from fire-sprayed surge of dreams,
But droops, her force spent in that first sea-flight,
And flaps with weak and labouring wings along
The level flats of weary souls and streams.
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