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I	A
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To get at the eternal strength of things	B
And fearlessly to make strong songs of it	C
Is to my mind the mission of that man	D
The world would call a poet He may sing	E
But roughly and withal ungraciously	F
But if he touch to life the one right chord	G
Wherein God's music slumbers and awake	H
To truth one drowsed ambition he sings well	F
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II	A
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We thrill too strangely at the master's touch	I
We shrink too sadly from the larger self	J
Which for its own completeness agitates	B
And undetermines us we do not feel	F
We dare not feel it yet the splendid shame	K
Of uncreated failure we forget	L
The while we groan that God's accomplishment	M
Is always and unfailingly at hand	N
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III	A
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To mortal ears the plainest word may ring	E
Fantastic and unheard of and as false	B
And out of tune as ever to our own	O
Did ring the prayers of man made maniacs	B
But if that word be the plain word of Truth	P
It leaves an echo that begets itself	J
Persistent in itself and of itself	J
Regenerate reiterate replete	Q
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IV	J
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Tumultuously void of a clean scheme	R
Whereon to build whereof to formulate	S
The legion life that riots in mankind	T
Goes ever plunging upward up and down	U
Most like some crazy regiment at arms	B
Undisciplined of aught but Ignorance	B
And ever led resourcelessly along	V
To brainless carnage by drunk trumpeters	B
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V	J
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To me the groaning of world worshippers	B
Rings like a lonely music played in hell	F
By one with art enough to cleave the walls	B
Of heaven with his cadence but without	W
The wisdom or the will to comprehend	X
The strangeness of his own perversity	J
And all without the courage to deny	A
The profit and the pride of his defeat	Q
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VI	A
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While we are drilled in error we are lost	Y
Alike to truth and usefulness We think	Z
We are great warriors now and we can brag	A2
Like Titans but the world is growing young	B2
And we the fools of time are growing with it	C
We do not fight to day we only die	A
We are too proud of death and too ashamed	C2
Of God to know enough to be alive	J
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VII	J
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There is one battle field whereon we fall	F
Triumphant and unconquered but alas	B
We are too fleshly fearful of ourselves	B
To fight there till our days are whirled and blurred	D2
By sorrow and the ministering wheels	B
Of anguish take us eastward where the clouds	B
Of human gloom are lost against the gleam	R
That shines on Thought's impenetrable mail	F
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VIII	J
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When we shall hear no more the cradle songs	B
Of ages when the timeless hymns of Love	J
Defeat them and outsound them we shall know	E2
The rapture of that large release which all	F
Right science comprehends and we shall read	F2
With unoppressed and unoffended eyes	B
That record of All Soul whereon God writes	B
In everlasting runes the truth of Him	G2
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IX	B
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The guerdon of new childhood is repose	B
Once he has read the primer of right thought	H2
A man may claim between two smithy strokes	B
Beatitude enough to realize	B
God's parallel completeness in the vague	I2
And incommensurable excellence	B
That equitably uncreates itself	J
And makes a whirlwind of the Universe	B
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X	B
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There is no loneliness no matter where	J2
We go nor whence we come nor what good friends	B
Forsake us in the seeming we are all	F
At one with a complete companionship	K2
And though forlornly joyless be the ways	B
We travel the compensate spirit gleams	B
Of Wisdom shaft the darkness here and there	J2
Like scattered lamps in unfrequented streets	B
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XI	B
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When one that you and I had all but sworn	L2
To be the purest thing God ever made	M2
Bewilders us until at last it seems	B
An angel has come back restigmatized	M2
Faith wavers and we wonder what there is	B
On earth to make us faithful any more	N2
But never are quite wise enough to know	E2
The wisdom that is in that wonderment	M2
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XII	B
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Where does a dead man go The dead man dies	B
But the free life that would no longer feed	M2
On fagots of outburned and shattered flesh	O2
Wakes to a thrilled invisible advance	B
Unchained or fettered else of memory	B
And when the dead man goes it seems to me	B
'T were better for us all to do away	P2
With weeping and be glad that he is gone	Q2
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XIII	B
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Still through the dusk of dead blank legended	M2
And unremunerative years we search	R2
To get where life begins and still we groan	O
Because we do not find the living spark	S2
Where no spark ever was and thus we die	M2
Still searching like poor old astronomers	B
Who totter off to bed and go to sleep	T2
To dream of untriangulated stars	B
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XIV	J
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With conscious eyes not yet sincere enough	J
To pierce the glimmered cloud that fluctuates	B
Between me and the glorifying light	M2
That screens itself with knowledge I discern	U2
The searching rays of wisdom that reach through	V2
The mist of shame's infirm credulity	M2
And infinitely wonder if hard words	B
Like mine have any message for the dead	M2
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XV	J
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I grant you friendship is a royal thing	E
But none shall ever know that royalty	M2
For what it is till he has realized	M2
His best friend in himself 'T is then perforce	B
That man's unfettered faith indemnifies	B
Of its own conscious freedom the old shame	K
And love's revealed infinitude supplants	B
Of its own wealth and wisdom the old scorn	L2
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XVI	J
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Though the sick beast infect us we are fraught	M2
Forever with indissoluble Truth	P
Wherein redress reveals itself divine	W2
Transitional transcendent Grief and loss	B
Disease and desolation are the dreams	B
Of wasted excellence and every dream	R
Has in it something of an ageless fact	M2
That flouts deformity and laughs at years	B
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XVII	J
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We lack the courage to be where we are	X2
We love too much to travel on old roads	B
To triumph on old fields we love too much	I
To consecrate the magic of dead things	B
And yieldingly to linger by long walls	B
Of ruin where the ruinous moonlight	M2
That sheds a lying glory on old stones	B
Befriends us with a wizard's enmity	M2
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XVIII	J
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Something as one with eyes that look below	E2
The battle smoke to glimpse the foeman's charge	Y2
We through the dust of downward years may scan	D
The onslaught that awaits this idiot world	M2
Where blood pays blood for nothing and where life	J
Pays life to madness till at last the ports	B
Of gilded helplessness be battered through	V2
By the still crash of salvatory steel	F
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XIX	B
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To you that sit with Sorrow like chained slaves	B
And wonder if the night will ever come	Z2
I would say this The night will never come	Z2
And sorrow is not always But my words	B
Are not enough your eyes are not enough	J
The soul itself must insulate the Real	F
Or ever you do cherish in this life	J
In this life or in any life repose	B
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XX	B
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Like a white wall whereon forever breaks	B
Unsatisfied the tumult of green seas	B
Man's unconjectured godliness rebukes	B
With its imperial silence the lost waves	B
Of insufficient grief This mortal surge	A3
That beats against us now is nothing else	B
Than plangent ignorance Truth neither shakes	B
Nor wavers but the world shakes and we shriek	B3
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XXI	B
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Nor jewelled phrase nor mere mellifluous rhyme	C3
Reverberates aright or ever shall	F
One cadence of that infinite plain song	V
Which is itself all music Stronger notes	B
Than any that have ever touched the world	M2
Must ring to tell it ring like hammer blows	B
Right echoed of a chime primordial	F
On anvils in the gleaming of God's forge	D3
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XXII	B
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The prophet of dead words defeats himself	J
Whoever would acknowledge and include	M2
The foregleam and the glory of the real	F
Must work with something else than pen and ink	Z
And painful preparation he must work	E3
With unseen implements that have no names	B
And he must win withal to do that work	E3
Good fortitude clean wisdom and strong skill	F
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XXIII	B
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To curse the chilled insistence of the dawn	Q2
Because the free gleam lingers to defraud	M2
The constant opportunity that lives	B
Unchallenged in all sorrow to forget	M2
For this large prodigality of gold	M2
That larger generosity of thought	M2
These are the fleshly clogs of human greed	M2
The fundamental blunders of mankind	M2
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XXIV	J
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Forebodings are the fiends of Recreance	B
The master of the moment the clean seer	F3
Of ages too securely scans what is	B
Ever to be appalled at what is not	M2
He sees beyond the groaning borough lines	B
Of Hell God's highways gleaming and he knows	B
That Love's complete communion is the end	M2
Of anguish to the liberated man	D
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XXV	J
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Here by the windy docks I stand alone	O
But yet companioned There the vessel goes	B
And there my friend goes with it but the wake	H
That melts and ebbs between that friend and me	M2
Love's earnest is of Life's all purposeful	F
And all triumphant sailing when the ships	B
Of Wisdom loose their fretful chains and swing	E
Forever from the crumbled wharves of Time	C3