Spirits breathe a finer air,

Where upon world altitudes

God-intoxicated moods

Fill you with beatitudes;

Till no longer cramped and bound

By the narrow human round,

All the body's barriers slide,

Which with cold obstruction hide

The supreme, undying, sole

Spirit struggling through the whole,

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And no more a thing apart

From the universal heart

Liberated by the grace

Of man's genius for a space,

Human lives dissolve, enlace

In a flaming world embrace.

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Hurrying for ever in their restless flight

The generations of earth's teeming womb

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