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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=536794" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>II from Life’s Testament</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=536794" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The brain, the blood, the busy thews<br>That quickened in the primal ooze<br>Support me yet; till ice shall grip<br>The heart of Earth, no strength they’ll lose.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=536794" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They take my thought, they laugh, they run—<br>Ere megatherial moons, begun;<br>And shall, till they shall drop within<br>The shattering whirlwinds of the sun.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=536794" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In subtle and essential ways,<br>Rich with innumerable days,<br>To mould, to charge, to impel me still,<br>Each through my broadest being plays.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=536794" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">They surged to this hour, this transfuse—<br>The brain, the blood, the busy thews;<br>That act of mine the ultimate stars<br>Shall look on sprang in primal ooze.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=William+Baylebridge">William Baylebridge</a></strong></div>

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