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XIV. THE RESULT.
From depths unfathomable that desireWhich gave us being, sprang; and fathomless
The sources of that being. We were born,
To meet and gaze and mingle. From the morn,
And noon, and eve, and night, did we inspire
The spirit of a gradual consciousness,
And from the visage and the voice and hand
Of human minist'rings: and grew and grew—
Imbibing from the skies and stream and land,
With every straining sense, that sacred dew
By which the roots of Thought are nourishéd,
And Feeling into bud and fruit is fed:
And hence the love in which our hearts exult,
And this divinest Child, its full and last Result.
17th January 1840.
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