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I am! The ages on the ages roll; / And what I am, I was, and I shall be: / By slow growth filling higher Destiny, / And widening, ever, to the widening Goal.
I am the Stone that slept; down deep in me / That old, old sleep has left its centurine trace; / I am the Plant that dreamed; and lo! still see / That dream-life dwelling on the Human Face.
I slept, I dreamed, I wakened: I am Man!
The hut grows Palaces; the depths breed light; / Still on! Forms pass; but Form yields kinglier Might!
The singer, dying where his song began, / In Me yet lives; and yet again shall he / Unseal the lips of greater songs To Be; / For mine the thousand tongues of Immortality.