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What instinct forces man to journey on,
 Urged by a longing blind but dominant!
 Nothing he sees can hold him, nothing daunt
His never failing eagerness. The sun
Setting in splendour every night has won
 His vassalage; those towers flamboyant
 Of airy cloudland palaces now haunt
His daylight wanderings. Forever done
With simple joys and quiet happiness
 He guards the vision of the sunset sky;
Though faint with weariness he must possess
 Some fragment of the sunset's majesty;
He spurns life's human friendships to profess
 Life's loneliness of dreaming ecstasy.

Added: 6 Oct 2002 | Last Read: 27 May 2012 9:56 AM | Viewed: 3840 times

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