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And you who in these trembling days
Seek for a joy that flamed from earth
And barren left your after ways--
Who missed your heart's desire and mirth--
Choking within your ripened breast
Life's passionate voice that speaks in rhyme
Which were it silenced you would rest
As the earth rests in autumn time.
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No more of mystic grief. Behold
For us the blood-red tide is high!
For us the wine, for us the gold,
For us awhile the summer sky!
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