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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540797" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To the Holy Spirit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540797" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Immeasurable haze:<br>The desert valley spreads<br>Up golden river-beds<br>As if in other days.<br>Trees rise and thin away,<br>And past the trees, the hills,<br>Pure line and shade of dust,<br>Bear witness to our wills:<br>We see them, for we must;<br>Calm in deceit, they stay.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540797" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">High noon returns the mind<br>Upon its local fact:<br>Dry grass and sand; we find<br>No vision to distract.<br>Low in the summer heat,<br>Naming old graves, are stones<br>Pushed here and there, the seat<br>Of nothing, and the bones<br>Beneath are similar:<br>Relics of lonely men,<br>Brutal and aimless, then,<br>As now, irregular.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540797" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">These are thy fallen sons,<br>Thou whom I try to reach.<br>Thou whom the quick eye shuns,<br>Thou dost elude my speech.<br>But when I go from sense<br>And trace thee down in thought,<br>I meet thee, then, intense<br>And know thee as I ought.<br>But thou art mind alone,<br>And I, alas, am bound<br>Pure mind to flesh and bone<br>And flesh and bone to ground.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=540797" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">These had no thought: at most<br>Dark faith and blinding earth.<br>Where is the trammeled ghost?<br>Was there another birth?<br>Only one certainty<br>Beside thine unfleshed eye,<br>Beside the spectral tree,<br>Can I discern: these die.<br>All of this stir of age,<br>Though it elude my sense<br>Into what heritage<br>I know not, seems to fall<br>Quiet beyond recall,<br>Into irrelevance.</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=Yvor+Winters">Yvor Winters</a></strong></div>

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