Poem by George Meredith

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Between the fountain and the rill
I passed, and saw the mighty will
To leap at sky; the careless run,
As earth would lead her little son.

Beneath them throbs an urgent well,
That here is play, and there is war.
I know not which had most to tell
Of whence we spring and what we are. 

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2. Modern Love. Sonnet 6. It Chanced His Lips did Meet Her Forehead Cool
3. Modern Love. Sonnet 23. 'Tis Christmas Weather
4. Modern Love. Sonnet 2. It Ended
5. Love Is Winged for Two

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