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So out of reach while quite within my reach.
As out of reach as India or Cathayl Cllilm cfw_poetic
I am sick of where I am and where I am not,
In I am sick of foresight and of memory,
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0|" all the thousand nothings ol' the hnur
To Their stupefying ptmler'.
Ah yes. and theyhcnumh us at our call!
Yet slill. from time to time, vague and forlorn.
From the soul's subterranean depth nphnrne
As from an innitely distant lan
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About the setting Arnold wrote to his brother Tom on May [5. [85? "You alone
of my brothers are associated with that life at Oxford, theeest and most delightful
[It] rt. perhaps, of my life, when with you and Clough and Walmnd I s