Distilling within its breath.

Drink deep of the sun, drink deep of the night,

Drink deep of the tempest's brew,

Of summer, of winter, of autumn, of spring—

Whose flight can give what men never give!—

Live!

Live! Live! Live!

And love life's every throb:

The twinkling of shadows enmeshed in the trees,

The passionate sunset's sob;

The hurtling of wind, the heaving of hill,

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The moon-dizzy cloud, the seas

That sweep with infinite sweeping all shores,

And thrill with a joy unfugitive!—

Live!

Live! Live! Live!

Unloose from custom and care,

From duty and sorrow and clinging design

Thy soul, through the silent Air.

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