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Alone

 I’ve listened: and all the sounds I heard 
Were music,—wind, and stream, and bird. 
With youth who sang from hill to hill 
I’ve listened: my heart is hungry still. 

I’ve looked: the morning world was green;
Bright roofs and towers of town I’ve seen; 
And stars, wheeling through wingless night. 
I’ve looked: and my soul yet longs for light. 

I’ve thought: but in my sense survives 
Only the impulse of those lives
That were my making. Hear me say 
‘I’ve thought!’—and darkness hides my day.






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