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Grow not too High, grow not too far from Home, / Green tree, whose roots are in the granite's face!
Taller than silver spire or golden dome
A tree may grow above its earthy place, / And taller than a cloud, but not so tall
The root may not be mother to the stem, / Lifting rich plenty, though the rivers fall, / To the cold sunny leaves to nourish them .
Have done with blossoms for a time, be bare;
Split rock; plunge downward; take heroic soil,-
Deeper than bones, no pasture for you there;
Deeper than water, deeper than gold and oil:
Earth's fiery core alone can feed the bough
That blooms between Orion and the Plough.