Yes! all is past—swift time has fl
Yet its swell pauses on my sickeni
How long will horror nerve this fr
I’m dead, and lingers yet my soul
Oh! powerful Fate, revoke thy dea

And the cloven waters like a chasm
Stood, and received him in its mig
And led him through the deep’€™s u
He went in wonder through the path
Of his great Mother and her humid

Dear home, thou scene of earliest
The least of which wronged Memory
Bitterer than all thine unremember

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And many there were hurt by that s
His name, they said, was Pleasure
And near him stood, glorious beyon
Four Ladies who possess all emper

Here, my dear friend, is a new boo
I have already dedicated two
To other friends, one female and o
What you are, is a thing that I m
What can this be to those who prai

Thou living light that in thy rain
Clothest this naked world; and ove
And Earth and air, and all the sh
In peopled darkness of this wondro
The Spirit of thy glory dost diff

A shovel of his ashes took
From the hearth’s obscurest nook,
Muttering mysteries as she went.
Helen and Henry knew that Granny
Was as much afraid of Ghosts as a

INFERNO 33, 22-75.
Now had the loophole of that dunge
Which bears the name of Famine’s
And where ’tis fit that many anoth
Be doomed to linger in captivity,

AWAY! the moor is dark beneath t
   Rapid clouds have drunk the las
Away! the gathering winds will cal
   And profoundest midnight shroud
Pause not! the time is past! Ever

O universal Mother, who dost keep
From everlasting thy foundations d
Eldest of things, Great Earth, I
All shapes that have their dwellin
All things that fly, or on the gro