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/ I. O Life! O Death! O God! / Have we not striven? / Have we not known Thee, God / As Thy stars know Heaven? / Have we not held Thee true, / True as thy deepest, / Sweet and immaculate blue / Heaven that feels Thy dew! / Have we not _known_ Thee true, / O God who keepest.
/ II. O God, our Father, God! -- / Who gav'st us fire, / To soar beyond the sod, / To rise, aspire -- / What though we strive and strive, / And all our soul says 'live'? / The empty scorn of men / Will sneer it down again. / And, O sun-centred high, / Who, too, art Poet, / Beneath Thy tender sky / Each day new Keatses die, / Calling all life a lie; / Can this be so -- and why? -- / And canst Thou know it?