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TO URANIA
Queen of my soul! Queen of my life profound!
Hast thou mapped out thy kingdom? Canst thou say
What walls of flame, what seas of darkness bound
The mystic realms that own thy sovran sway?
Or (for their name is legion) canst thou tell
What passions wild, what thoughts unnamed, unknown,
What dreams, what hopes in that far country dwell,
Thralls of thy will and lieges of thy throne?
'Twere vain to count them. Let them hear thy voice
And see thy banner shining like a star:
Swifter than lightning they will make their choice,
And muster in their hosts from near and far,—
Burning to march, obedient to thy call,
And win new worlds or round thy standard fall.
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