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At large within the flat and crowded town—
Having brought Sight away!
It was but to climb up a little space,
View the same prospect from a loftier place,
And large is the little! Stainless and high
Over the street presides the Sky,
Over the chaffering stand the Snows,
Thro’ the traffic the Ocean flows!
Larger, larger, the Glory grows!....
With Nature and Man in her radiant span,
The Earth-Star travels, the Earth-Soul glows
Thro’ space, thro’ Spirit....Here on the hill,
Spirit and space, I see them still
Widening on, and out, until
Through!—to what sparkling Sum
Of all ends ended!—
Lo, all the limits come
Magnificently Home,
Triumphant travellers,
Shining and splendid!


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