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Time has fallen asleep in the afternoon sunshine.
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The soul of man is like the rolling world, One half in day, the other dipt in night; The one has music and the flying cloud, The other, sil…
The man who in this world can keep the whiteness of his soul is not likely to lose it in any other.
We hear the wail of the remorseful winds In their strange penance. And this wretched orb Knows not the taste of rest; a maniac world, Homel…
Like a pale martyr in his shirt of fire.
In winter, when the dismal rain Comes down in slanting lines, And Wind, that grand old harper, smote His thunder-harp of pines.
A poem round and perfect as a star.
Some books are drenched sands On which a great soul's wealth lies all in heaps, Like a wrecked argosy.
The saddest thing that befalls a soul Is when it loses faith in God and woman.
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