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In Shadows, O nevermore! For when past forth thy spirit it did seem As if against the black a golden door Were opened and a gleam From the eternal Light fell on thy face And made a visible glory in the place. Ah, well I know Whatever be the source from whence we flow, Whate er the power begot these hearts of ours, As the great earth brings forth the summer flowers, That power is good, is God, and in her dying room Humaned itself to sense and lightened all the gloom. AT NIAGARA 215 ELEONORA DUSE... IF ever flashed upon this mortal scene A soul unsheathed, a pale, trembling flame, That suffered every gust, and yet did cling With fire unquenchable it is thine own, Thou artist of the real! Unto thee No mirth of life is secret; but, sweet soul, With what sure art thou picturest human woe! How natural tears to those Italian eyes Shadowing in untold depths whatever grief Familiar is to mortals! KELP ROCK (E. C. S. ) ROCK S the song-soil, truly (So sang one bard of power) ; Therefore our poet duly Built on this rock his tower; And therefore in his singing We breathe the salty morning; We hear the storm-bell ringing, The "siren s" piercing warning, The sea-winds roaring, sighing, The long waves rising, falling; We hear the herons calling, The clashing waves replying.
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