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The praise of life

Binyon, Laurence (1869-1943)

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V SONG
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VI SUDDEN JOY
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X THE HEATHER BRANCH

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[Pale are the words I build for my delight]

Pale are the words I build for my delight
To house in; pale as the chill mist that holds
An ardent morn. My fire to others' sight
But dimly burns through the frail speech it moulds;
I cast but shadows from my inward light.
But, O my Joy, thou understandest well
Both what I can and what I cannot tell.
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