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Poor Icarus!โto soar so high,
Then fall! For you 't was vain to try
โ By cunning craft, on faithless wings,
โ To capture empyrean things
That still to men the Fates deny!
Yet, even knowing Death so nigh,
Had you reluctant been to fly
โ Beyond earth's sure, safe harborings,โ
โ Poor Icarus?
I think not so. All, all must die!
But you the pathways of the sky
โ Found first, and tasted heavenly springsโโ Unfettered as the lark that sings
And knew strange raptures,
though we sigh:
โPoor Icarus!โ
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-Florence Earle Coates
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