Thou Man, First-Comer, Whose Wide Arms Entreat, Gather, Clasp, Welcome, Bind, Lack, Or Remember! Whose Warm Pulses Beat With Love Of Thine Own Kind; Unlifted For A Blessing On Yon Sea, Unshrined On This High-Way, O Flesh, O Grief, Thou Too Shalt Have Our Knee, Thou Rood Of Every Day!
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