60 Like her the Saints retire, In their Chapeaux of fire, Martial as she! Like her the Evenings steal

I had not minded—Walls— Were Universe—one Rock— And far I heard his silver Call The other side the Block— I’d tunnel—till my Groove

749 All but Death, can be Adjusted— Dynasties repaired— Systems—settled in their Sockets— Citadels—dissolved—

Perhaps I asked too large— I take—no less than skies— For Earths, grow thick as Berries, in my native town— My Basked holds—just—Firmaments—

563 I could not prove the Years had f… Yet confident they run Am I, from symptoms that are past And Series that are done—

XVII SHE rose to his requirement, drop… The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.

Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered - Safer not to know - Miseries of conjecture

582 Inconceivably solemn! Things go gay Pierce—by the very Press Of Imagery—

Apparently with no surprise, To any happy flower, The frost beheads it at its play, In accidental power. The blond assassin passes on.

492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—

A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King, But God be with the Clown - Who ponders this tremendous scene… This whole Experiment of Green -