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A REALM OF WONDER
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Far off there is a realm of wonder,—
Know you its name?
No region the wide heavens under
Could be the same!—
So calm, productive, full of beauty;
Unto contentment so inviting!
A Land, through service and through duty,
The past and future so uniting
That Death itself them may not sunder!—
Know you its name?
Back of the centuries its birth-hour lonely
Men vainly seek:
Of its beginnings legend only
And myth may speak:
Ere Greece of beauty dreamed, or Rome of power,
In some mysterious, unrecorded hour,
Darkling from hushed obscurity it sprung
