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George Willis Cooke, comp.  The Poets of Transcendentalism: An Anthology.  1903.
To R. W. E.
By Ellen Sturgis Hooper (1812–1848)
DRY lighted soul, the ray that shines in thee,
  Shot without reflex from primeval sun,
We twine the laurel for the victories
  Which thou on thought’s broad, bloodless field hast won.
Thou art the mountain where we climb to see        5
  The land our feet have trod this many a year.
Thou art the deep and crystal winter sky,
  Where noiseless, one by one, bright stars appear.
It may be Bacchus, at thy birth, forgot
  That drop from out the purple grape to press        10
Which is his gift to man, and so thy blood
  Doth miss the heat which ofttimes breeds excess.
But, all more surely do we turn to thee
  When the day’s heat and blinding dust are o’er,
And cool our souls in thy refreshing air,        15
  And find the peace which we had lost before.

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