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Have you gazed on naked grandeur where there's nothing else to gaze on, / Set pieces and drop-curtain scenes galore, / Big mountains heaved to heaven, which the blinding sunsets blazon, / Black canyons where the rapids rip and roar?
Have you swept the visioned valley with the green stream streaking through it, / Searched the Vastness for a something you have lost?