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DESIRE OF VASTNESS
DESIRE OF VASTNESS
Supreme with night, what high mysteriarch—The undreamt-of god beyond the trinal noonOf elder suns empyreal—past the moonCircling some wild world outmost in the dark—Lays on me this unfathomed wish to harkWhat central sea with plume-plucked midnight strewn,Plangent to what enormous pleniluneThat lifts in silence, hinderless and stark?
The brazen comprehension of the waste,The waste inclusion of the brazen sky—These I desire, and all things wide and deep;And, lifted past the level years, would tasteThe cup of an Olympian ecstasy,Titanic dream, and Cyclopean sleep.
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