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 :Home, Home afar, where unknown seas forlorn
 * On gloomy towers and darkling bastions foam,
 * And lonely eyes look out for one dim sail
 * That never comes, and men have said there is
 * No sun.—And though I go forth soon no fear
 * Shall cling to me, since I a thousand times
 * Ere this have died, or seemed in truth to die.
 * For sun by sun the grave insatiable
 * Has taken to its gloom some fleeting grace,
 * And day by day some glory old engulfed,
 * And left me as a house untenanted.
 * The unfathomed Ocean of wide Death, at most,
 * And that familiar stream called sleep are one!


 * Enough of this! I need you; nay, turn back
 * With me, and let one riotous flame of bliss
 * Forever burn away these withered griefs
 * As fire eats clean autumnal mountain-sides;
 * For all this sweet sad-eyed dissuasiveness
 * Endears like dew the flow’r of final love!


 * Yes, I have died ere this a thousand times;
 * For on the dusky borderlands of dream
 * Thro’ the dim twilight of dear summer dawns
 * So darkly gold, before the hurrying hooves
 * Of Apollonian pearl throbbed down the wind,
 * Hearing the Lesbian birds amid green boughs
 * Where tree and hill and town were touched with fire,
 * —Hearing, yet hearing not, thro’ all the thin