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Entry for September 15, 2006
When I hoped I feared
A deed knocks first at thought
Mine enemy is growing old
Remorse is memory awake
The body grows outside
Undue significance a starving man attaches
Heart not so heavy as mine
I many times thought peace had come
Unto my books so good to turn
This merit hath the worst
I had been hungry all the years
I gained it so
To learn the transport by the pain
I years had been from home
Prayer is the little implement
I know that he exists
Musicians wrestle everywhere
Just lost when I was saved
!
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T is little I could care for pearls
Superiority to fate
Hope is a subtle glutton
Forbidden fruit a flavor has
Heaven is what I cannot reach
!
A word is dead
To venerate the simple days
It ’s such a little thing to weep
Drowning is not so pitiful
How still the bells in steeples stand
If the foolish call them ‘flowers
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Could mortal lip divine
My life closed twice before its close
We never know how high we are
While I was fearing it, it came
There is no frigate like a book
Who has not found the heaven below
2006-09-15 15:10:29 GMT
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