By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.
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Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
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Exclusion.
The soul selects her own society,
Then shuts the door;
On her divine majority
Obtrude no more.
Exclusion.
The soul selects her own society,
Then shuts the door;
On her divine majority
Obtrude no more.
...
I've known her from an ample nation
Choose one;
Then close the valves of her attention
Like stone.
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A Book.
A Book.
He ate and drank the precious words,
His spirit grew robust;
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was dust.
He danced along the dingy days,
And this bequest of wings
Was but a book.
What liberty
A loosened spirit brings!
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I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us - don't tell!
They' banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your nahme the livelong day
To an admiring bog!
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