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<h2> REVEALING </h2>
<p>The prescience of dreams struck walls away<br/>
From mortal fact, and mortal fact revealed,<br/>
With myriad voices, potencies concealed<br/>
In the dim birth-place of a coming day.<br/>
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Even as a blind man’s fingers wander o’er<br/>
His harpstrings, led by sound to dreams of sound,<br/>
Till in his soul an eloquence profound<br/>
Rises above the petulance and roar<br/>
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Of the great globe: as in a rush of song<br/>
From feathered throats, one, in a mighty wood,<br/>
‘Mid sweet interpositions moves along<br/>
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The avenues of some predestined good;<br/>
So I, dream-nurtured, standing by the sea,<br/>
Made levy on the wonders that should be.<br/></p>
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