Twohundredseventyone

How dull it is to pause, to make an end,  To rust unburnish’d, not...


Twohundredseventy

By a route obscure and lonely,    Haunted by ill angels only, Where...


Twohundredsixtynine

But when I lifted up my head  From shadows shaken on the snow, I saw...


Twohundredsixtyeight

I know that I shall meet my fate Somewhere among the clouds above; ...