I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round read more

I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus
With tigery stripes, and a face on it
Round as the moon, to stare up.
I want to be looking at them when they come
Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots.
I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces.
Now they are nothing, they are not even babies.
I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods.
They will wonder if I was important.

Even Pain pricks to livelier living.

Even Pain pricks to livelier living.

Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad

Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not read more

Take this kiss upon the brow! And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow--
You are not wrong who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

Harmony is one phase of the law whose spiritual expression is love.

Harmony is one phase of the law whose spiritual expression is love.

What I want back is what I was
Before the bed, before the knife,
Before the brooch-pin and the salve
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What I want back is what I was
Before the bed, before the knife,
Before the brooch-pin and the salve
Fixed me in this parenthesis;
Horses fluent in the wind,
A place, a time gone out of mind.

Ugliness is in a way superior to beauty because it lasts.

Ugliness is in a way superior to beauty because it lasts.

There is no coming to consciousness without pain.

There is no coming to consciousness without pain.

I have no regrets because I know I did my best -- all I could do.

I have no regrets because I know I did my best -- all I could do.