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compels me, somewhere. Yet I see No clear command in Life's long mystery.

Oft have I flung myself beside my horse, To drink the water from the roadside mire, And felt the liquid through my being course, Stilling the anguish of my thirst's desire.

A simple want; so easily allayed; After the burning march; water and shade.

Also I lay against the loved one's heart Finding fulfilment in that resting-place, Feeling my longing, quenched, was but a part Of nature's ceaseless striving for the race.

But now, I know not what they would with me; Matter or Force or God, if Gods there be.

I wait; I question; Nature heeds me not. She does but urge in answer to my prayer, "Arise and do!" Alas, she adds not what; "Arise and go!" Alas, she says not where! 12