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To Any One Dying

Flaunt of the sunshine I need not your bask – lie over!
You light surfaces…

Be patient, Life, when Love is at the gate,
And when he enters let him…

When you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire,…

I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead- . He is…

If a good man were ever housed in Hell
By needful error of the qualities,…

SEE! I give myself to you, Beloved!
My words are little jars
For you to…

These hearts were woven of human joys and cares,
Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to…

Ah, broken is the golden bowl! the spirit flown forever!
Let the bell toll!—a saintly…

God pity the wretched prisoners,
In their lonely cells to-day!
Whatever the sins that tripped…

To draw no envy, Shakespeare, on thy name,
Am I thus ample to thy book…