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The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the…


Twohundredthirteen

Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless…


Twohundredtwelve

O God! can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all that we see or…


Twohundredeleven

The morning comes to consciousness Of faint stale smells of beer From…


Twohundredten

All day I have watched the purple vine leaves Fall into the water. And…


Twohundrednine

The grasshopper’s horn, and far-off, high in the maples, The wheel of a…


Twohundredeight

The grey sea and the long black land; And the yellow half-moon large…


Twohundredseven

But remember, please, the Law by which we live,       We are not built…


Twohundredsix

I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that…


Twohundredfive

I balanced all, brought all to mind, The years to come seemed waste of…