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Ere the shade and soil of earth Tainted an immortal birth.

Thankful should we be to those Who disdain a dull repose— Who have head and heart on fire With unquenchable desire Of those higher hopes which spring Heavenward on an eager wing— Those wide aims which seek to bind Man the closer with his kind— By earth's most unearthly ties, Praises, hopes, and sympathies; And call beauty, like a dream, Up from life's most troubled stream.

From that mighty crystal dome, Clear and cold the sunbeams roam Over th' ethereal band Which beside the column stand.