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<h2> ARARAT </h2>
<p>What marvel that the soul of youth should cry,<br/>
“Man builds his temples ‘tween me and the face<br/>
Of Him whom I would seek; I cannot trace<br/>
His purpose in their shadow, nor descry<br/>
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The wisdom absolute?” What marvel that,<br/>
With yearning impotent, ay, impotent<br/>
Beyond all measure! his full faith was spent,<br/>
And for his soul there rose no Ararat?<br/>
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Yet out upon the sun-drawn sensate sea<br/>
Of elemental pain, there came a word<br/>
As if from Him who travelled Galilee,<br/>
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As fair as any Zion ever heard.<br/>
The voice of Love spoke; Love, that writes its name<br/>
On Life and Death-and then my lady came.<br/></p>
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