Who Mourns for the GOP?

Clasp with thy panting soul the pendulous Earth;
As from a centre, dart thy spirit’s light Beyond all worlds, until its spacious might Satiate the void circumference: then shrink Even to a point within our day and night; And keep thy heart light lest it make thee sink When hope has kindled hope, and lur’d thee to the brink…

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