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  1. Across the margent of the world I fled, And troubled the gold gateways of the stars, Smiting for shelter on their clanged bars: Fretted to …
  2. In the rash lustihead of my young powers, I shook the pillaring hours And pulled my life upon me; grimed with smears, I stand amid the dust…
  3. But with unhurrying chase, And unperturbed pace, Deliberate speed, majestic instancy, They beat-and a Voice beat More instant than the Feet…
  4. All which I took from thee I did but take, Not for thy harms, But just that thou might'st seek it in My arms.
  5. I fled Him, down the nights and down the days; I fled Him, down the arches of the years; I fled Him, down the labyrinthine ways Of my own m…
  6. O world invisible, we view thee, O world intangible, we touch thee, O world unknowable, we know thee, Inapprehensible, we clutch thee!
  7. Know you what it is to be a child? It is to be something very different from the man of today. It is to have a spirit yet streaming from th…
  8. The drift of pinions, would we hearken, Beats at our own clay-shuttered doors.

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