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LIFE.
O life, O glorious! sister-twin of light,Essence of Godhead, energizing love,
Hail, gentle conqueror of dead cold night,
Hail, on the waters kindly-brooding dove!
I feel thee near me, in me: thy strange might
Flies through my bones like fire,—my heart beats high
With thy glad presence; pain and fear and care
Hide from the lightning laughter of mine eye;
No dark unseasonable terrors dare
Disturb me, revelling in the luxury,
The new-found luxury of life and health,
This blithesome elasticity of limb,
This pleasure, in which all my senses swim,
This deep outpouring of a creature's wealth!
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