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And sounding, while he mourns, the depths of pain. Oh, blessed are the pure! With a dazed vision: who have drawn most near. My shrine, have ever brought a spirit cased. In the dark struggle of this life, should take. Stains which he might not notice; he must flee.


All for the Truth, assured that Truth alone. And he must front, and sometimes suffer wrong,. With brow unbent, and lip untaught to curl;. For wrath, and scorn, and pride, however just,. Should find, untouched in leaf and stem, and bright. As when it bloomed three thousand years ago. Scarce worth the hiving, one or two dead leaves.

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I know not why, they withered. I have heard. Somewhere, of some dead monarch, from the tomb. Brought forth, that when the coffin was laid bare,. Was fleshless, yet one feature still remained. Perfect, or perfect seemed at least; the eyes.

Gleamed for a second on the startled crowd,. Where it had lain so long, did seem, I thought,. Not wholly lifeless; but even while I gazed. To fix its features on my heart, and called. What further fell. In that lone forest nook, how much was taught,. How lived there, and how long, and when he passed. The tale hath perished from the earth; for here. The slender thread on which my song is strung.

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That which had joined them in the dreaming brain;. But turn the page. In autumn when the first cool days are past;. But the mild hours are back, and at mid-noon,. The day hath all the genial warmth of June. What slender form lies stretched along the mound? Gray in its prime, those eyes that wander round. Listlessly, with a jaded glance that now. Seems to see nothing where it rests, and then. The last fond love-notes of some faithless hand;.

Thus with a transient interest, his weak grasp. Holds a few leaves as when of old he scanned. The meaning in their gold and crimson streaks,. But the sweet dream has vanished! And yet not long, if I should count by years,. And joy that cannot weep must sigh, must sigh. When, as the weeks sped by, I seemed to stand. These leaves shall make my bed, and—for the hand.

I know not which, that shape of love and light.

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Have I not taught, or striven to teach the right,. And kept my heart as clean, my life as sweet,. On fire with thee, amid the paths of men;. Once in my wanderings, my lone footsteps pressed. Down which its thunderous boom a cataract flung,. Of senseless things my friends; the clouds that burn.

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Above the sunset, and the flowers that shake. Their odors in the wind—these would not turn. Forgot the scornful world that passed me by. Nor fled, though sorrowing; but I shrank at last. When one sweet face, too sweet, I thought, for scorn,. From all that youth had dreamed or manhood planned,. When she brings forth her fairest; I atone. Now, in this fading brow and failing frame,. That such a soul such soul as mine could tame. With something more of lust and less of truth. She would have sunk all blushes on my breast,.

Death whispers! Comes and dies off a sound like far-off rain. A shadow, where no shadow should have lain,. Falls the next moment: nothing meets his sight,. Yet something moves betwixt him and the light. All human thoughts and human passions wait. Or wast thou but as one who aims to fling. Down like a burden? In that dark world of shadows, where the soul.