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A Song of the Future
By Sidney Lanier (1842–1881)
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Ark of my hopes, Ark of my dreams;
Sweep lordly o’er the drownèd Past,
Fly glittering through the sun’s strange beams;
Sail fast, sail fast.
Breaths of new buds from off some drying lea
With news about the Future scent the sea;
My brain is beating like the heart of Haste;
I’ll loose me a bird upon this Present waste:
Go, trembling song,
And stay not long; oh, stay not long:
Thou’rt only a gray and sober dove,
But thine eye is faith and thy wing is love.