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FERISHTAH'S FANCIES.
Made angel of, angelic every way,The love and praise that rightly seek and findTheir man-like object now,—instructed more,Would go forth idly, air to emptiness.Our human flower, sun-ripened, proffers scentThough reason prove the sun lacks nose to feedOn what himself made grateful: flower and man,Let each assume that scent and love alikeBeing once born, must needs have use! Man's partIs plain—to send love forth,—astray, perhaps:No matter, he has done his part.""WherefromWhat is to follow—if I take thy sense—But that the sun—the inconceivableConfessed by man—comprises, all the same,