Amy Lowell - To-morrow to Fresh Woods and Pastures New lyrics
As for a moment he stands, in hardy masculine beauty,
Poised on the fircrested rock, over the pool which below him
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Gleams in the wavering sunlight, waiting the shock of his plunging.
So for a moment I stand, my feet planted firm in the present,
Eagerly scanning the future which is so soon to possess me.