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You prefer a woman under the earth, you heap roses above a grave;...

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Why wait for Death to mow? why wait for Death to sow us in the ground?

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What is left after this? what can death loose in me...

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We are these people, wistful, ironical, wilful,...

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We are voyagers, discoverers of the not-known, the unrecorded; we have no map; possibly we will reach haven, heaven.

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There must be real gods see, the painted gods how fair!

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The stallion and his mare, unbridled, with arrow-pattern,...

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The statue's rare, intolerant grace.

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The wall-door under the chestnut-tree that I nor anyone else ever saw open,...

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The race may or may not be to the swift, but tell me, is it likely that the fight will be entrusted to the dead?

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The sea called you faced the estuary, you were drowned as the tide passed. I am glad of this at least you have escaped.

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The old chains on her bosom do not rise, do not glow when she breathes, nor change colour.

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The painters did very well by her; it is true, they missed never a line...

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The Christos-image is most difficult to disentangle...

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That way of inspiration is always open,...

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The bone-frame was made for no such shock knit within terror,...

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So the first it is written, will be the twisted or the tortured individuals, out of line, out of step with world so-called progress.

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Strong to break dead things, the young tree, drained of sap,...

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Slight voice, reveals all holiness with 'peace be still.'

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So you may say, 'Greek flower; Greek ecstasy reclaims for ever one who died following intricate songs' lost measure.'

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She comes to meet death, To stain the altar of the goddess, To hold her girl-throat Toward the knife-thrust.

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So I may say, 'I died of living, having lived one hour....'

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O Sword, you are the younger brother, the latter-born,...

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Nor skin nor hide nor fleece shall cover you,...

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Now you are a priest, and she is dead, you said, 'she was gay; she suffered too much, but she laughed.'

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O God, let there be some surprise in heaven for him,...

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O heart, small urn of porphyry, agate or cornelian,...

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Never let it be said, they are dead, the high-dead.

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No poetic phantasy but a biological reality,...

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My brain sang a rhythm I never dreamt to sing, 'I will be gay and laugh and sing, he is going away.'

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