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 dawn on us that make amends for many Sometimes, When heaven and earth seem sweeter even than any Man's rhymes.

Light had not all been quenched in France, or quelled In Greece, Had Homer sung not, or had Hugo held His peace.

Had Sappho's self not left her word thus long For token, The sea round Lesbos yet in waves of song Had spoken.