Through long long years to seek to strive to yearn For human love—and never quench that thirst; To pour the soul out winning no return— O''er fragile idols by delusions nursed— On things that fail us reed by reed to lean To mourn the changed the far-away the dead To send our troubled spirits through the unseen Intensely questioning for treasures fled.Hemans.
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