In beauty round us gleaming;

Then common things to common eyes

Their secret life surrender,

And glow beneath the light of day

With visionary splendour.

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What wrought me so? I only know

I bowed in homage ardent

Before some high mysterious Power

A heart a little hardened.

That glory flashed upon a soul

By doubt and self o’erladen,

When all I saw in very sooth

Was but a simple maiden.

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 CYCLING SONG

In the airy whirling wheel is the springing strength of steel,

And the sinews grow to steel, day by day,

Till you feel your pulses leap at the easy swing and sweep

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