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I believe in those wing'd purposes, And acknowledge red, yellow, white, playing within me, And consider green and violet and the tufted crown intentional, And do not call the tortoise unworthy because she is not something else, And the in the woods never studied the.
Earth of departed sunset-earth of the mountains misty-topt!
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Did it make you ache so, leaving me?A word of the faith that never balks, Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely.That I could look with a separate look on my own crucifixion and bloody crowning.I teach straying from me, yet who can stray from me?This is the press of a bashful hand, this the float and odor of hair, This the touch of my lips to yours, this the murmur of yearning, This the far-off depth and height reflecting my own face, This the thoughtful merge of myself, and.The soldier camp'd or upon the march is mine, On the night ere the pending battle many seek me, and I do not fail them, On that solemn night (it may be their last) those that know me seek.