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Love has earth to which she clings / With hills and circling arms about––
Wall within wall to shut fear out.
But Thought has need of no such things, / For Thought has a pair of dauntless wings.
On snow and sand and turf, I see / Where Love has left a printed trace / With straining in the world's embrace.
And such is Love and glad to be.
But Thought has shaken his ankles free.
Thought cleaves the interstellar gloom / And sits in Sirius' disc all night, / Till day makes him retrace his flight, / With smell of burning on every plume, / Back past the sun to an earthly room.
His gains in heaven are what they are.
Yet some say Love by being thrall / And simply staying possesses all / In several beauty that Thought fares far / To find fused in another star.