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WE.
We glimmer specks in shoreless space,
But motes the mountains are we see,
And digits to immensity
Whatever here the senses trace.
But motes the mountains are we see,
And digits to immensity
Whatever here the senses trace.
But this immensity is ours,
Partakers we in sacred rule,
If loyally we bide, and school
Our deep immeasurable powers.
Partakers we in sacred rule,
If loyally we bide, and school
Our deep immeasurable powers.
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From astral zones upon us shoot
Near eyes with calm parental glow,
In whose fine mystic light may grow
The sourest will to sweetened fruit.
Near eyes with calm parental glow,
In whose fine mystic light may grow
The sourest will to sweetened fruit.
On spirit spirit ever ray'th:
The free'd from their supernal day
Beckon to those still bound in clay,
In them to nurse upcleaving faith.
The free'd from their supernal day
Beckon to those still bound in clay,
In them to nurse upcleaving faith.
And through the folds of living dust
From higher life come shafts of love,
To link the soul to souls above,
And strengthen freedom's strength with trust.
From higher life come shafts of love,
To link the soul to souls above,
And strengthen freedom's strength with trust.
But who to unbelief doth cling,
Revolves amid unbodied bands,
Twitted and tossed by viewless hands,
As children blinded in the ring.
Revolves amid unbodied bands,
Twitted and tossed by viewless hands,
As children blinded in the ring.
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