In early Morning, tall and gaunt, Our shadows reach across the street; Like giant sprites they seem to haunt The things we meet. But at noon-tide more dwarfed they fall Around about each sun-crown'd thing; Yet lengthen out, and grow more tall, Towards evening. And thus Dependence among men Is largely seen in Childhood's stage; At Mid-life hides; but comes again With hoary age.
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