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The heart asks pleasure first And then, excuse from pain- And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; And then, to go to sleep; And then, if it should be The will of its Inquisitor, The liberty to die.
Arcturus is his other name I’d rather call him ‘Star.’ It’s very mean of Science To go and interfere! I slew a worm the other day A ‘Savant’ passing by Murmured ‘Resurgam’ ’Centipede’! ‘Oh Lord how frail are we’!…
Safe in their Alabaster Chambers – Untouched by Morning – and untouched by noon – Sleep the meek members of the Resurrection, Rafter of Satin and Roof of Stone – Grand go the Years, In the Crescent above them…
It was not Death, for I stood up, And all the Dead, lie down – It was not Night, for all the Bells Put out their Tongues, for Noon. It was not Frost, for on my Flesh I felt…
How many times these low feet staggered – Only the soldered mouth can tell – Try – can you stir the awful rivet – Try – can you lift the hasps of steel! Stroke the cool forehead – hot…
It sifts from Leaden Sieves – It powders all the Wood. It fills with Alabaster Wool The Wrinkles of the Road – It makes an even Face Of Mountain, and of Plain – Unbroken Forehead from the East Unto…
The Poets light but Lamps — Themselves — go out — The Wicks they stimulate If vital Light Inhere as do the Suns — Each Age a Lens Disseminating their Circumference —
Much Madness is divinest Sense – To a discerning Eye – Much Sense – the starkest Madness – ’Tis the Majority In this, as all, prevail – Assent – and you are sane – Demur – you’re straightway dangerous –…
Because I could not stop for Death—He kindly stopped for me—The Carriage held but just Ourselves-And Immortality. We slowly drove- He knew no hasteAnd I had put awayMy labor and my leisure too,For His Civility— We passed the School, where…
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and froKept treading—treading—till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through– And when they all were seated,A Service, like a Drum—Kept beating—beating–till I thoughtMy Mind was going numb— And then I heard them…