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But if as not by that the soul desired Swayed in the judgment, wisest men have thought, And furnishing the evidence it sought, Man’s heart hath ever fervently required, And story, for that reason deemed inspired, To every clime, in every age, hath taught; If in this human complex there be aught Not lost in death, as not in birth acquired, O then, though cold the lips that did convey Rich freights of meaning, dead each living sphere Where thought abode, and fancy loved to play, Thou yet, we think, somewhere somehow still art, And satisfied with that the patient heart The where and how doth not desire to hear.