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The air-bridged harbor the twin cities frame

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The air-bridged harbor the twin cities frame

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Their eyes wine-weakend and their clothes awry

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The Dawn! My spirit to its spirit thrills.

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Thunder like an exploding crucible!

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In dark accident the mind's sufficient grace.

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As I care for what I do not know

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The black sky drained and all our speechless dreams

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To seek for treasure in the jewelled skies

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and hurricanes of time, it might be built

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The black sky drained and all our speechless dreams

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Truly no flower yet withers in your hand

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The Elfin from the green grass, and from me

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a refuge, permanent, with trees that shade

When all the other cities die and fade

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"The dawn comes to New York and I rebel-darkly to my work"

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"The Dawn! The Dawn! The crimson-tinted, comes..."

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Bearing their strangely-ghostly burdens

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"Dark accurate plunger down the successive knell"

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where the light is, and each thing clear

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"More visible, although it's not yet light"

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"Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art!"