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("Eden, N. Y.")
Atop Aries hill am I, / The lone flyer, throbbing / Against the sunset / Is higher.
He sees more than I, / But he cannot hear / What I hear.
I hear the wood-thrush / And the veery, / Answer each other.
I hear the voices / Of happy children / And the baying of hounds / Float up from the valley; / The chirp of the cricket / At my feet, and, then, / The silence of nightfall.
He sees more than I, / But he cannot hear / What I hear.