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 For these have the toil and the guerdon That the wind has eternally: these Have part in the boon and the burden Of the sleepless unsatisfied breeze, That finds not, but seeking rejoices That possession can work him no wrong: And the voice at the heart of their voice is The sense of his song.

For the wind's is their doom and their blessing; To desire, and have always above A possession beyond their possessing, A love beyond reach of their love.