spirit longings.
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A scorn of all things low and mean,
A stern and lofty pride;
Thus may a dauntless, daring strength
Be given unto my soul;
Thus, thus through tempests may it sweep
On, upward to its goal!
A stern and lofty pride;
Thus may a dauntless, daring strength
Be given unto my soul;
Thus, thus through tempests may it sweep
On, upward to its goal!
The bright, the beautiful, the glad,
The swift and silvery River!
Dim woods, dark rocks, along it frown,
But it laugheth on for ever!
The swift and silvery River!
Dim woods, dark rocks, along it frown,
But it laugheth on for ever!
Thus may my heart, a joyous thing,
Go laughing o'er the earth,
And nothing sadden, nothing awe,
Its careless, childlike mirth.
Go laughing o'er the earth,
And nothing sadden, nothing awe,
Its careless, childlike mirth.
The blue, the broad, the deep, the strong,
The wild, unfettered Sea!
Methinks he might have taught the world
That God had made it free.
He lies at rest; upon his breast
The stars are mirrored bright;
He sees move through the courts of heaven
The lovely queen of night,
The wild, unfettered Sea!
Methinks he might have taught the world
That God had made it free.
He lies at rest; upon his breast
The stars are mirrored bright;
He sees move through the courts of heaven
The lovely queen of night,
