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SALVAGE
Wrovght
from the wreck of suns
The little round earth runs
A world life-freighted 'mid the lifeless ones;
A raft upon the deep
Where some few ship-wrecked keep
A little salvage from the gulfs of sleep.
The little round earth runs
A world life-freighted 'mid the lifeless ones;
A raft upon the deep
Where some few ship-wrecked keep
A little salvage from the gulfs of sleep.
So is Love left amid
Suns darkened and moons hid,
Sole salvage of the foundered hope of youth,
A life more frail than life,
By strife o'erliving strife,
The only glory and the only truth.
Suns darkened and moons hid,
Sole salvage of the foundered hope of youth,
A life more frail than life,
By strife o'erliving strife,
The only glory and the only truth.
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