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It is a dead heart.
It is inside of me.
Lord, thy most pointed pleasure take
And stab my spirit broad awake;
O women, kneeling by your altar-rails long hence,
When songs I wove for my beloved hide the prayer,
How did it die?
I called it EVIL.
I said to it, your poems stink like vomit.
A process in the weather of the world
Turns ghost to ghost; each mothered child
They borrow words for thoughts they cannot feel,
That with a seeming heart their tongue may speak;
Open my heart and you will see,
Graved inside of it, "Italy."
I am willing, for a money consideration, to test this physical strength, this nervous force, and muscular power with which I've be ...
Harrow the house of the dead; look shining at
New styles of architecture, a change of heart.
All nationalisms are at heart deeply concerned with names: with the most immaterial and original human invention. Those who dismis ...
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