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36 NATURE 


           THE SUBLIME

DWELLS the sublime but on some mountain-height, Where, standing lone, near neighbor to the sky, One looks sheer down the steep immensity Where breaks a soundless torrent on his sight? Come with me when a million stars are bright; Stand on a plain where neither hill nor tree Breaks the wide level far as eye can see, And feel the earth sweep onward through the night! Behind, the low, flat reaches of the sand; Before, the measureless, wide-heaving sea; Far out, one lone ship, with its human life : Then, while the rhythmic beat upon the strand But makes the silence awful, tell to me What cares the Universe for all our strife!

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