THE SPIRIT OF MAN.
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YE cannot bind the spirit down; It is a thing as free As the albatross-bird that wings Its wild course o'er the sea. Go, bind the lightning, guide the sun, Chain comets, if you can; But seek not with thy puny strength To bind the soul of man. Though all the powers of earth combine, And all their strength enroll, To bind man's body as they will, They cannot bind his soul. No power on earth can hold it down, Or bid it hither stay, As up to heaven with rapid course It tireless wings its way. Time is too limited for it, And earth is not its clime; It cannot live where sound the words, "There is an end to time." It seeks an endless, boundless sphere, In which to freely roam; Eternity its course of life, Infinity its home. There, there will it forever live; And there, a spirit free, 'T will range, though earth may pass away, And Time no longer be.