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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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YEAR THAT TREMBLED AND REEL'D BENEATH ME.

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Walt Whitman·1819–1892
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ear that trembled and reel'd beneath me!Your summer wind was warm enough, yet the air I breathed froze me,A thick gloom fell through the sunshine and darken'd me,Must I change my triumphant songs? said I to myself,Must I indeed learn to chant the cold dirges of the baffled?And sullen hymns of defeat?
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