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Drawing two pinions, white as wings of swan,

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Of thine own nobler natures strength and science,

And mans, mightst join beside the angels grace

And answers roar for roar, as spirits can:

THOU large-brained woman and large-hearted man,

Above the applauded circus, in appliance

Till child and maiden pressed to thine embrace