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258 All is now secure and fast;

Not the gods can shake the Past;

Flies-to the adamantine door

Bolted down forevermore.

None can reënter there,—

No thief so politic,

No Satan with a royal trick

Steal in by window, chink, or hole,

To bind or unbind, add what lacked,

Insert a leaf, or forge a name,

New-face or finish what is packed,

Alter or mend eternal Fact.

THE LAST FAREWELL

, ye lofty spires

That cheered the holy light!

Farewell, domestic fires

That broke the gloom of night!

Too soon those spires are lost,

Too fast we leave the bay,

Too soon by ocean tost

From hearth and home away,

Far away, far away.