Great Silences
Ah , sighing grass! Ah, trees that know not rest!
All life of earth, pressing to ends afar,
Heart's flight of man and hurry of every star—
What go ye forth to find? Where ends your quest?
All life of earth, pressing to ends afar,
Heart's flight of man and hurry of every star—
What go ye forth to find? Where ends your quest?
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