<h3><SPAN name="Echoes" id="Echoes"></SPAN>Echoes</h3>
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In Nature's temple, living columns rise,<br/>
Which oftentimes give tongue to words subdued,<br/>
And Man traverses this symbolic wood,<br/>
Which looks at him with half familiar eyes,<br/>
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Like lingering echoes, which afar confound<br/>
Themselves in deep and sombre unity,<br/>
As vast as Night, and like transplendency,<br/>
The scents and colours to each other respond.<br/>
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And scents there are, like infant's flesh as chaste,<br/>
As sweet as oboes, and as meadows fair,<br/>
And others, proud, corrupted, rich and vast,<br/>
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Which have the expansion of infinity,<br/>
Like amber, musk and frankincense and myrrh,<br/>
That sing the soul's and senses' ecstasy.<br/></p>
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