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The Island speaks:

I am close-held to sea's salt strength,
I am wrapt round with sky's delight,
The day my neighbor and the night.

I am alone with my wide thoughts,
I am alone with my high moods,
My mists and winds and solitudes.

I am the virgin of the world,
No coast need reach a rocky hand,
No bridge shall mate me with the land.

I am myself, I am my own,
I am the quest within my soul,
I am my answer and my goal.

I am an island! And I dare
To lift my loneliness through space
And talk with Godhead face to face!
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