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How should the world be luckier if this house, / Where passion and precision have been one / Time out of mind, became too ruinous / To breed the lidless eye that loves the sun? / And the sweet laughing eagle thoughts that grow / Where wings have memory of wings, and all / That comes of the best knit to the best? Although / Mean roof-trees were the sturdier for its fall, / How should their luck run high enough to reach / The gifts that govern men, and after these / To gradual Time's last gift, a written speech / Wrought of high laughter, loveliness and ease?