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THE OTHER WISE MAN

I wonder where the valley ends?

On, comrades, on.

The rain-red road,

Still shining sinuously, bends

Leagues upwards.

To the hill, O friends,

To seek the star that once has glowed

Before us; turning not to right

Nor left, nor backward once looking.

Till we have clomb—and with the night

We see the King.

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