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 Into a Maker out of the Made Burgeoning, let me wither and fade! Dying, let me myself survive, A life no longer, but still alive! Once more the struggle ’twixt gain and loss— The birth of Glory, the death of dross! Once more ’twixt Growing and Grown the strife, On! out of living, on—to Life! (Hine dies.) So, letting loose Everlasting Use: Relaxing, releasing, Power never-ceasing, Even in decaying, My right part playing: Having lived fruitful, I Fruitfully die. As in my growth, So in my dispersal, Deathlessly serving Life Universal: Through losing, winning, In death but beginning: Here from my end New beginning I send, New life am I giving The Life of all living— That had no beginning, And never shall end!