- The Philosopher's Oration: A Faun's Holiday
Meanwhile, though nations in distress
Cower at a comet's loveliness
Shaken across the midnight sky;
Though the wind roars, and Victory,
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- To
Asleep within the deadest hour of night
And turning with the earth, I was aware
How suddenly the eastern curve was bright,
As when the sun arises from his lair.
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- Address To The Sunset
Exquisite stillness! What serenities
Of earth and air! How bright atop the wall
The stonecropâ??s fire and beyond the precipice
How huge, how hushed the primrose evenfall!
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- The Pilgrim
Put by the sun my joyful soul,
We are for darkness that is whole;
Put by the wine, now for long years
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- Farewell
For the last time, maybe, upon the knoll
I stand. The eve is golden, languid, sad.
Day like a tragic actor plays his role
To the last whispered word and falls gold-clad.
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