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chapter-305		chapter-305			.txt	text/plain	109	10	81	[Written in Platte Canyon, Colorado] Spirit that formd this scene, Spirit that formd this scene, These tumbled rock-piles grim and red, These reckless heaven-ambitious peaks, These gorges, turbulent-clear streams, this naked freshness, These formless wild arrays, for reasons of their own, I know thee, savage spirit--we have communed together, Mine too such wild arrays, for reasons of their own; Wast charged against my chants they had forgotten art? To fuse within themselves its rules precise and delicatesse? The lyrists measurd beat, the wrought-out temples grace--column and polishd arch forgot? But thou that revelest here--spirit that formd this scene, They have rememberd thee.	./cache/chapter-305.txt	./txt/chapter-305.txt