From: The Dial, Vol. I, No. III (Jan. 1841)
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Published: Weeks Jordan and Company 1841 Boston
BIRDS shooting swiftly through air and fight,
Pause oftentimes in their rapid flight.
Poised on the wing, a joyous song,
They wildly warble—then sweep along.
Songs of high triumph thus should we pour
Forth from our souls as upward we soar,
Through boundless Truth—forevermore.Z.
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