We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees…
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