Less for stones, than grains of sand
Whom for worlds cups therein
With so wide a hand's threshold
The all in all doth hold *
Fear not this Earth, given over
To Man's precious keeping
From out that regard, and dropped
Mid doom will not be stopped.
* Worlds in solar systems in galaxies in universes..
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