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<h2> THE NEST </h2>
<p>High as the eagle builds his lonely nest<br/>
Above the sea, above the paths of man,<br/>
And makes the elements his barbican,<br/>
That none may break the mother-eagle’s rest;<br/>
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So build I far above all human eyes<br/>
My nest of love; Heaven’s face alone bends down<br/>
To give it sunlight, starlight; while is blown<br/>
A wind upon it out of Paradise.<br/>
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None shall affright, no harm may come to her,<br/>
Whom I have set there in that lofty home:<br/>
Love’s eye is sleepless; I could feel the stir<br/>
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E’en of God’s cohorts, if they chanced to come.<br/>
I am her shield; I would that I might prove<br/>
How dear I hold the lady of my love.<br/></p>
<p>WHEN thou makest a voyage to the stars, go thou blindfolded;<br/>
and carry not a sword, but the sandals of thy youth.<br/>
—Egyptian Proverb.<br/></p>
<p>SEEK thou the Angel of the Cross Roads ere thou goest upon a<br/>
journey, and she will give thee wisdom at the Four Corners.<br/>
—Egyptian Proverb.<br/></p>
<p>PISGAH<br/>
Behold, now, I have touched the highest point<br/>
In my existence. When I turn my eyes<br/>
Backward to scan my outlived agonies,<br/>
I feel God’s finger touch me, to anoint<br/>
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With this sweet Present the ungenerous Past,<br/>
With love the wounds that struck stark in my soul;<br/>
With hope life’s aching restlessness and dole;<br/>
To show me place to anchor in at last.<br/>
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Like to a mother bending o’er the bed<br/>
Where sleeps, death-silent, one that left her side<br/>
Ere he had reached the flow of manhood’s tide,<br/>
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So stood I by my life whence Life had fled.<br/>
But Life came back at Love’s clear trumpet-call,<br/>
And at Love’s feet I cast the useless pall.<br/></p>
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