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Poem	WHAT pulls at my heart so? What tells me to roam? What drags me and lures me From chamber and home? How round the cliffs gather The clouds high in air! I fain would go thither, I fain would be there! The sociable flight Of the ravens comes back; I mingle amongst them, And follow their track. Round wall and round mountain Together we fly; She tarries below there, I after her spy. Then onward she wanders, My flight I wing soon To the wood fill'd with bushes, A bird of sweet tune. She tarries and hearkens, And smiling, thinks she: "How sweetly he's singing! He's singing to me!" The heights are illum'd By the fast setting sun; The pensive fair maiden Looks thoughtfully on; She roams by the streamlet, O'er meadows she goes, And darker and darker The pathway fast grows. I rise on a sudden, A glimmering star; "What glitters above me, So near and so far?" And when thou with wonder Hast gazed on the light, I fall down before thee, Entranced by thy sight! 1803.
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