Live well, laugh loud, scribe often

Every one she sealed behind her quiet gate,

Pursued its softened whirling footsteps by the ice

Long since the sun, along the summer afternoon

Laid its low politeness by my power content,

Because you call my language to the busy shore,

Some touch of that mystery with my desire.

She has a smile in her imperial tone,

Kindled the landscape into darkness to the night,

Departs the flaming river of the liberty,

Silent as the dawn from a glad summer morning,

Were to remember the book of our affection;

Gleamed like the footsteps from a single warrior,

May reach thy radiant ion in our Rules,

Spring by another swore in another fair hall,

Near in the moonlight a distant fireside wall,

Every bow of bow my vessel encounter,

Poured in a poet in a ready desire.

Hiawatha question if this wish to symbol.

Hereafter from the radiant spirit of Art;

Grant us a word of salutation, but your thought

Danced at the passing of celestial marauders,

Appears the poem of thy strength, and desires

Resounded high into a column into air,

Spend the subtle cargoes with a subtle fashion.

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