twenty-second of february.
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Not often great in name or place,—.
Great but to think and dare,
Some steadfast eyes yet look to truth,
Some steadfast hearts watch there.
And when they speak or when they sing,
Strange music seems to rise,
But the angels know 'tis the burthen old
Returning to the skies.
Great but to think and dare,
Some steadfast eyes yet look to truth,
Some steadfast hearts watch there.
And when they speak or when they sing,
Strange music seems to rise,
But the angels know 'tis the burthen old
Returning to the skies.
