Forever and forevermore,
Across the heights, the deeps,
Spurred by an ever-flaming zeal
That slumbers not, nor sleeps—
We chase the furtive form of fame
Beyond the edge of dusk,
To bear within our arms at length,
An empty mocking, husk!
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Husks
by Georgia Douglas Johnson
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