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Yet life is sweet. Thy soul hath breathed along, / Thine eyes have cast their glory on the earth, / Thy foot hath touched it, and thine hour of birth / Didst give a new pulse to the veins of song.
Better to stand amid the toppling towers / Of every valiant hope; a Samson's dream, / Than the deep indolence of Lethe's stream, / The loneliness of slow submerging hours.
Better, oh, better thus to see the wreck, / And to have rocked to motion of the spheres; / Better, oh, better to have trod the deck
Of hope, and sailed the unmanageable years- / Ay, better to have paid the price, and known, / Than never felt this tyrannous Alone!