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14531	Peabody, Josephine Preston	The Singing Man: A Book of Songs and Shadows			.txt	text/plain	8729	1080	100	What Life itself may be, we cannot know till all men share the Until the day of some more equal portion, there is no human brightness Sun-crowned with life and strength, and singing toil, Of sunlit day, and bread, and human sleep. Sea-breathing Glory, to make the heart afraid! With human-aching heart, as I a star-Thy leave to work a little, live, and sing; Thy leave to suffer--yea, to sing and die, Beautiful, for the day Love sings no more._ 'Alas, Alas, thou lost poor child, how long? And thy heart smoulders in thee, to be bright, How long shall this thy dark dominion wait Fasting and the dark have so put out my heart's eyes. Smiling through the blinded heart, things it cannot see. Hold thy golden breath! Of Love the Sun, whence all we lighted are Light of heart's desire, But thou, the reach of my own heart's desire,	./cache/14531.txt	./txt/14531.txt