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— John Milton

Say, Heavenly Muse, shall not thy sacred vein 15

Afford a present to the Infant God?

Hast thou no verse, no hymn, or solemn strain,

To welcome him to this his new abode,

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THE CRY

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Edgar Lee Masters·1868–1950
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here's a voice in my heart that cries and cries for tears.It is not a voice, but a pain of many fears.It is not a pain, but the rune of far-off spheres. It may be a dæmon of pent and high emprise,That looks on my soul till my soul hides and cries,Loath to rebuke my soul and bid it arise. It may be myself as I was in another life,Fashioned to lead where strife gives way to strife,Pinioned here in failure by knife thrown after knife. The child turns o'er in the womb; and perhaps the soulNurtures a dream too strong for the soul's control,When the dream hath eyes, and senses its destined goal.
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