LIFE
She stung him, sapped his firm advance, But, when her worst was done,And he, unmoved, regarded her, Acknowledged him a man.
CXV
FINITE to fail, but infinite to venture. For the one ship that struts the shoreMany’s the gallant, overwhelmed creature Nodding in navies nevermore.
CXVI
I MEASURE every grief I meet With analytic eyes;I wonder if it weighs like mine, Or has an easier size.
I wonder if they bore it long, Or did it just begin?I could not tell the date of mine, It feels so old a pain.
I wonder if it hurts to live, And if they have to try,And whether, could they choose between. They would not rather die.
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