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I think, ofttimes, that lives of men may be
Likened to wandering winds that come and go,
Not knowing whence they rise, whither they blow
O’er the vast globe, voiceful of grief or glee.

— Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems (1882)

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Know you why the robin's breast
Gleameth of a dusky red
Like the lustre mid the stars
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This is my world! within these narrow walls,
I own a princely service.

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Happy the heart that keeps its twilight hour,
And, in the depths of heavenly peace reclined.
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A shining Jacob's ladder of the mind.

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Low gurgling laughter, as sweet
As the swallow's song i' the South,
And a ripple of dimples that, dancing, meet
By the curves of a perfect mouth

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