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1872–1943

THE INFINITE'S QUEST

Cale Young Rice

All night the rain And the wind that beat Dull wings of pain On the seas without.

All night a Voice That broke in my brain And blew blind thoughts about. All night they whirled

As a haunted throng From some dim world Where there is no rest. All night the rain.

And the wind that swirled, And the Infinite's lone quest.

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