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    <title>Greacen006</title>
    <Collections>Unpublished Poems</Collections>
    <Contributor>Greacen Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>19 Jan</Coverage>
    <Creator>Linen Hall Library</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>Greacen006</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Manuscript</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Each longs for ideal self</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
    <Path>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/greacen006</Path>
    <Publisher>Linen Hall Library</Publisher>
    <Relation>Linen Hall Library</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
    <Scannedimage>https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Greacen006_0.jpg</Scannedimage>
    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿Each Longs for Ideal Self

Each longs for ideal self,
The self that&#039;s out of reach,
Genius like Leonardo&#039;s
Or vibrant moral forces,
The trivial and profound
In this are both agreed ~
Each probes the festered wound
then scuttles underground.
O what can ease the itch
That filches nightly sleep,
Slanting our eyes with dread?
No matter what they say,
Accept we must; accept again,
And so declare to far and near;
There is no other way
If you would find the day.
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