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It was my choice or chance or curse To adopt the cause for better or worse And with my worldly goods & wit And soul & body worship it —-

leep on, sleep on, another hour — I would not break so calm a sleep, To wake to sunshine and to show’r, To smile and weep. Sleep on, sleep on, like sculptured thing, Majestic, beautiful art thou; Sure seraph shields…

The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see The wantonest singing birds, Are lips—and all thy melody Of lip-begotten words— Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrined, Then desolately fall, O God! on my funereal mind Like starlight on a pall—…

There are some qualities—some incorporate things,    That have a double life, which thus is made A type of that twin entity which springs    From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade. There is a two-fold Silence—sea and shore—…

Last night, with many cares & toils oppress’d Weary, I laid me on a couch to rest —

As for Locke, he is all in my eye, May the d—l right soon for his soul call. He never was known to lie — In bed at a reveillé roll-call.” John Locke was a notable name; Joe Locke is a greater:…

Filled with mingled cream and amber, I will drain that glass again. Such hilarious visions clamber Through the chamber of my brain. Quaintest thoughts, queerest fancies Come to life and fade away. What care I how time advances; I am…

THE dying swan by northern lakes Sing’s [Sings] its wild death song, sweet and clear, And as the solemn music breaks O’er hill and glen dissolves in air ; Thus musical thy soft voice came, Thus trembled on thy tongue my…

Do tell when shall we make common sense men out of the owl-eyed pundits Out of The Frog-faced stupid old God-born Pundits who lost in a fog-bank Strut about all along shore there somewhere close by the Down East Frog…