What we learned

Without ever seeing each other, and never perhaps to see
How plenteous! how spiritual! how resume!
Arthur vanishd with all his knights, Merlin and Lancelot and
The conductor beats time for the band and all the performers follow him
Waiting to commence
Ere departing fade from my eyes your forests of bayonets;

Lies rusting, mouldering
Eldest son to you
All waits or goes by default till a strong being appears;
Rest not till you rivet and publish yourself of your own Personality
Now while the great thoughts of space and eternity fill me I will
Ended the stately rhythmus of Una and Oriana, ended the quest of the
Down in the fields all prospers well

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