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PHOENIX, by                    
First Line: Something is yet alive, that may not die
Last Line: Again the dream, as from celestial fire.


Something is yet alive, that may not die
While mind awakens still to hear the song,
And feeling hot the stir of lyric wine
Forgets the hours were dark, the years were long.

Something will stand to be immortal self,
With spirit free of bond, the old rage gone
That burned to ash the vital heart of life,
Where dreams were fuel for it to feed upon.

For that which savored death and joy will know
The highest Thought, attuned to all desire:
The dreams that fall to broken earth will shape
Again the Dream, as from celestial fire.





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