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Ralph Waldo Emerson - MeropsRalph Waldo Emerson - Merops
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What care I, so they stand the same,— Things of the heavenly mind,— How long the power to give them fame Tarries yet behind? Thus far to-day your favors reach, O fair, appeasing Presences! Ye taught my lips a single speech, And a thousand silences. Space grants beyond his fated road No inch to the god of day, And copious language still bestowed One word, no more, to say.
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