Maxioms by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
 And lilies white, prepared to touch
 The whitest thought, nor soil it much,
  Of dreamer turned to read more 
 And lilies white, prepared to touch
 The whitest thought, nor soil it much,
  Of dreamer turned to lover. 
 How joyously the young sea-mew
 Lay dreaming on the waters blue,
  Whereon our little bark had thrown
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 How joyously the young sea-mew
 Lay dreaming on the waters blue,
  Whereon our little bark had thrown
   A little shade, the only one;
    But shadows ever man pursue. 
Light tomorrow with today.
Light tomorrow with today.
 The large white owl that with eye is blind,
 That hath sate for years in the old tree hollow,
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 The large white owl that with eye is blind,
 That hath sate for years in the old tree hollow,
  Is carried away in a gust of wind. 
 There's not a crime
 But takes its proper change out still in crime
  If once rung on read more 
 There's not a crime
 But takes its proper change out still in crime
  If once rung on the counter of this world.