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Edmund Clarence Stedman

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O child! dear child!
Above the clouds I lift my wing
To hear the bells of Heaven ring;
Some of their music, though my flights be wild,
To Earth I bring;
Then let me soar and sing!
--
"The Singer" (1860).

 
Edmund Clarence Stedman

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