- 1. I Am Lonely
The world is great: the birds all fly from me,
The stars are golden fruit upon a tree
All out of reach: my little sister went,
And I am lonely.
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- 2. I Grant You Ample Leave
"I grant you ample leave
To use the hoary formula 'I am'
Naming the emptiness where thought is not;
But fill the void with definition, 'I'
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- 3. The Choir Invisible
Oh, may I join the choir invisible
Of those immortal dead who live again
In minds made better by their presence; live
In pulses stirred to generosity,
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- 4. The World Is Great
The world is great!
The birds fly from me;
The stars are golden fruit
Upon a tree
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- 5. In A London Drawingroom
The sky is cloudy, yellowed by the smoke.
For view there are the houses opposite
Cutting the sky with one long line of wall
Like solid fog: far as the eye can stretch
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- 6. Brother And Sister
I.
I cannot choose but think upon the time
When our two lives grew like two buds that kiss
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