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"THE UNDISCOVERED COUNTRY" More than in the groves is taught,

Or from furthest Indies brought;

He knows, perchance, how spirits fare,—

What shapes the angels wear,

What is their guise and speech

In those lands beyond our reach,—

And his eyes behold

Things that shall never, never be to mortal hearers told.

MORS BENEFICA

"THE UNDISCOVERED COUNTRY."

we but know

The land that ends our dark, uncertain travel,

Where lie those happier hills and meadows low,—

Ah, if beyond the spirit's inmost cavil,

Aught of that country could we surely know,

Who would not go?

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