Exaltation

O LEAF upon the highest bough,
The Poet of the woods art thou
To whom alone 't is given —
The farthest from thy place of birth —
To hold communion with the earth,
Nor lose the light of Heaven.

O lead upon the topmost height,
Amid thy heritage of light
Unsheltered by a shade,
'T is thine the loneliness to know
That leans for sympathy below,
Nor finds what it hath made.
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