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Surely the dome of unremembered nights Was heavy with those stars! The peaceless sea, Casting in foam their fallen shafts to me Makes ancient music to their awful heights. O quenchless and insuperable lights! What life shall meet your gaze and thence go free From litten midnights of eternity To havens open to your final flights?

Abides nor goal nor ultimate of peace, Nor lifts a beacon on the cosmic deep To guide our wandering world on seas sublime, Nor any night to grant the soul release, Swung as a pendulum from life to sleep, From sleep to life, from Timelessness to Time.