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Lean down and lift me higher, Josephine! / From the Eternal Hills hast thou not seen / How I do strive for heights? but lacking wings, / I cannot grasp at once those better things / To which I in my inmost soul aspire. / Lean down and lift me higher.
I grope along-not desolate or sad, / For youth and hope and health all keep me glad; / But too bright sunlight, sometimes, makes us blind, / And I do grope for heights I cannot find. / Oh, thou must know my one supreme desire- / Lean down and lift me higher.