Serving a spirit of swiftness irresistible,
He makes his pilgrimage, alone, alone,
Seeking a privacy of boundlessness, abandoning
A self surpassed, yet other worlds to dare?
Nay, in that element hailing his predestinate
World, and exulting to be native there?
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Hymn the Finders! Hymn the bold
Trusters of Earth, those patient ones,
That listen to the subtle words