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What the Soul Desires

	There is a rapture that my soul desires
	There is a something that I cannot name.
	I know not after what my soul aspires
	Nor guess from when the restless longing came
	But ever from my childhood have I felt it
	In all things beautiful, in all things gay
	And ever has its gentle unseen presence
	Falling like a shadow cloud across my way.
	It is the melody in all sweet music
	In all fair forms it is the hidden grace.
	In all I love, a something that escapes me,
	Flies by pursuit and ever visits face.
	I see it in the woodlands, silver beauty
	I feel it in the very breathing of the air.
	I stretch my hand to grasp for I can't touch it
	When I do, well I know it is not there.
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	But ever from my childhood have I felt it
	In all things beautiful, in all things gay
	And ever has its gentle unseen presence
	Falling like a shadow cloud across my way.
	There is a rapture.