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not to stay, for we are made for motion! Mistake not, mistake not!—let it go, Bid it Godspeed, the everlasting flow Of Man's free Mind, in endless evolution. No reconfusing of an old confusion Is this ye look on;. Nature but twins herself to the fresh glow Of each new Sun: the ever-rolling ocean Hangs still, deep-axled on its own serene: But not like this is ; his Progress free From new to new for ever;—what has been May never be again;—his Race a Tree, Which, rooted, growing in the Earth we see, Destines its godlike head for heights unseen.