Surely, surely by thee

 Is eternal prime.

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 Holy and beautiful deep,

 Spread down before

 The imperial coming of sleep,

 Endure, endure!

 And sleep, be thou the ranger

 Over it wan.

 And dream, be thou no stranger

 There with the dawn.

 Then wings of the sun, go abroad

 As a scarlet desire,

 Unwearied, unwaning, unawed,

 To quest and aspire,

 Till the drench of the dusk you drink

 In the poppy-field west;

 Then veer and settle and sink

 As a gull to her nest.

 Wind,

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