- 1. Epitaph On The World
Here lies the body of this world,
Whose soul alas to hell is hurled.
This golden youth long since was past,
Its silver manhood went as fast,
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- 2. The Summer Rain
My books I'd fain cast off, I cannot read,
'Twixt every page my thoughts go stray at large
Down in the meadow, where is richer feed,
And will not mind to hit their proper targe.
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- 3. Sic Vita
I am a parcel of vain strivings tied
By a chance bond together,
Dangling this way and that, their links
Were made so loose and wide,
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- 4. All Things Are Current Found
ALL things are current found
On earthly ground,
Spirits and elements
Have their descents.
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- 5. I Am A Parcel Of Vain Strivings Tied
I am a parcel of vain strivings tied
By a chance bond together,
Dangling this way and that, their links
Were made so loose and wide,
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- 6. Let Such Pure Hate Still Underprop
Let such pure hate still underprop
Our love, that we may be
Each other's conscience,
And have our sympathy
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- 7. I Knew A Man By Sight
I knew a man by sight,
A blameless wight,
Who, for a year or more,
Had daily passed my door,
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- 8. Nature
O Nature! I do not aspire
To be the highest in thy choir, -
To be a meteor in thy sky,
Or comet that may range on high;
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