LIFE
CVI
I FELT a cleavage in my mind
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.
As if my brain had split;
I tried to match it, seam by seam,
But could not make them fit.
The thought behind I strove to join
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon a floor.
Unto the thought before,
But sequence ravelled out of reach
Like balls upon a floor.
CVII
THE reticent volcano keeps
His never slumbering plan;
Confided are his projects pink
To no precarious man.
His never slumbering plan;
Confided are his projects pink
To no precarious man.
If nature will not tell the tale
Jehovah told to her,
Can human nature not survive
Without a listener?
Jehovah told to her,
Can human nature not survive
Without a listener?
Admonished by her buckled lips
Let every babbler be.
The only secret people keep
Is Immortality.
Let every babbler be.
The only secret people keep
Is Immortality.
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