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Robert Laurence Binyon - Seeking And Finding
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Thinking of shores that I shall never see,
 And things that I would know but am forbid
 By Time and briefness, treasuries locked from me
 In unknown tongue or human bosom hid,

 Knowing how unsure is all my knowledge, doled
 To sloven memory and to cheated sense,
 And to what majesty of stars I hold
 My little candle of experience

 In the vast night, in the untravelled night,
 I sigh and seek. And there is answer none
 But in the silence that sure pressure slight
 Of your heart beating close beside my own.

 O Love, Love, where in you is any bound?
 Fool I to seek, who have infinitely found.
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