Midday and After
What good, you ask of noon and afternoon,
With all the winds of inspiration stilled?
Why, then 't is our high joy, by Heaven's boon,
The mighty plans of morning to upbuild.
With all the winds of inspiration stilled?
Why, then 't is our high joy, by Heaven's boon,
The mighty plans of morning to upbuild.
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