CANTO I.
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Over the great windy waters, and over the clear-crested summits,__Unto the sun and the sky, and unto the perfecter earth,__Come, let us go,—to a land wherein gods of the old time wandered,__Where every breath even now changes to ether divine.__Come, let us go; though withal a voice whisper, ‘The world that welive in,__Whithersoever we turn, still is the same narrow crib;__’Tis but to prove limitation, and measure a cord, that we travel;__Let who would ’scape and be free go to his chamber and think;__’Tis but to change idle fancies for memories wilfully falser;__’Tis but to go and have been.’—Come, little bark! let us go._
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