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Had shown to her her self's bare reality And mated her with her environment. Its solitude greatened her human hours With a background of the eternal and unique. A force of spare direct necessity Reduced the heavy framework of man's days And his overburdening mass of outward needs To a first thin strip of simple animal wants, And the mighty wildness of the primitive earth And the brooding multitude of patient trees And the musing sapphire leisure of the sky And the solemn weight of the slowly-passing months Had left in her deep room for thought and God. There was her drama's radiant prologue lived. A spot for the eternal's tread on earth Set in the cloistral yearning of the woods And watched by the aspiration of the peaks Appeared through an aureate opening in Time, Where stillness listening felt the unspoken word And the hours forgot to pass towards grief and change. Here with the suddenness divine advents have, Repeating the marvel of the first descent, Changing to rapture the dull earthly round, Love came to her hiding the shadow, Death. Well might he find in her his perfect shrine. Since first the earth-being's heavenward growth began, Through all the long ordeal of the race, Never a rarer creature bore his shaft, That burning test of the godhead in our parts, A lightning from the heights on our abyss. All in her pointed to a nobler kind. Near to earth's wideness, intimate with heaven, Exalted and swift her young large-visioned spirit Voyaging through worlds of splendour and of calm Overflew the ways of Thought to unborn things. Ardent was her self-poised unstumbling will; 
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