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SONGS OF THE SOUL

NATURE’S NATURE

Away, ye muses, all away,Away with songs of finch and fay,Away the jaundiced sightThat conflagrates the firefly’s lightTo bonfire,—That sets ablaze at onceYour musing’s burning lamps;That ornaments with rhymesThe penury-stricken looks betimes;That over-clothes the Logic lordWith fancy-swollen words.Away, the partial loveThat ’boldens nature to sit aboveHer Maker!
This day I fasten eye-lid doors,With absence wax my ears,With langour all congeal my tongue, my touch, my tears,That I myself may pore

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