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, that was born ere spirit and flesh were made, The fire that fills man’s life with light and shade; The power beyond all godhead which puts on All forms of multitudinous unison, A raiment of eternal change inwrought With shapes and hues more subtly spun than thought, Where all things old bear fruit of all things new And one deep chord throbs all the music through, The chord of change unchanging, shadow and light Inseparable as reverberate day from night; Fate, that of all things save the soul of man Is lord and God since body and soul began; Fate, that keeps all the tune of things in chime; Fate, that breathes power upon the lips of time; That smites and soothes with heavy and healing hand All joys and sorrows born in life’s dim land, Till joy be found a shadow and sorrow a breath And life no discord in the tune with death, But all things fain alike to die and live In pulse and lapse of tides alternative,