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"SAVE THAT POETIC FIRE"

Save that poetic fire
 Burns in the hidden heart,
Save that the full-voiced choir
 Sings in a place apart,

Man that’s of woman born,
 With all his imaginings,
Were less than the dew of morn,
 Less than the least of things.

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