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Hero-Worship

A face seen passing in a crowded street, A voice heard singing music, large and free; And from that moment life is changed, and we Become of more heroic temper, meet To freely ask and give, a man complete Radiant because of faith, we dare to be What Nature meant us.

Brave idolatry Which can conceive a hero!

No deceit, No knowledge taught by unrelenting years, Can quench this fierce, untamable desire.

We know that what we long for once achieved Will cease to satisfy.

Be still our fears; If what we worship fail us, still the fire Burns on, and it is much to have believed.

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Amy Lowell

Amy Lawrence Lowell (February 9, 1874 – May 12, 1925) was an American poet of the imagist school, which was promoting a return to classical valu…

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