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Thought-Magnets

With each strong thought, with every earnest longing

For aught thou deemest needful to thy soul,

Invisible vast forces are set thronging

Between thee and that goal

'Tis only when some hidden weakness alters

And changes thy desire, or makes it less,

That this mysterious army ever falters

Or stops short of success.

Thought is a magnet; and the longed-for pleasure,

Or boon, or aim, or object, is the steel;

And its attainment hangs but on the measure

Of what thy soul can feel.