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I. So we had come at last, my soul and I, / Into that land of shadowy plain and peak, / On which the dawn seemed ever about to break / On which the day seemed ever about to die.
II. Long had we sought fulfillment of our dreams, / The everlasting wells of Joy and Youth; / Long had we sought the snow-white flow'r of Truth, / That blooms eternal by eternal streams.