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a woman's hair'! Fling it aside!
 * A bubble on Life's mighty stream:

Heed it not, man, but watch the broadening tide
 * Bright with the western beam.

Nay! In those words there rings from other years
 * The echo of a long low cry,

Where a proud spirit wrestles with his tears
 * In loneliest agony.

And as I touch that lock, strange visions rise
 * Before me in a shadowy throng—

Of woman's hair, the joy of lovers' eyes,
 * The theme of poet's song.