The little dome that holds the brain
Whereby he measures from afar,
The influence of steadfast star
Or moving moon and sun--
Both vaster mysteries contain
Than those he looks upon;
Nay, such the marvel that perchance
The spheres in mute amazement scan,
The while they meet his upward glance,
The deeper mind of man.
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