1263 There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away Nor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry
This Traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of Toll How frugal is the Chariot That bears the Human soul.
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1304 Not with a Club, the Heart is broken Nor with a Stone A Whip so small you could not see it I've known
To lash the Magic Creature Till it fell, Yet that Whip's name Too noble then to tell.
Magnanimous as Bird By Boy descried Singing unto the Stone Of which it died
Shame need not crouch In such an Earth as Ours Shame - stand erect The Universe is yours
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1335 Let me not mar that perfect Dream By an Auroral stain But so adjust my daily Night That it will come again...
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1459 Belshazzar had a Letter -He never had but one Belshazzar's Correspondent Concluded and begun In that immortal Copy The Conscience of us all Can read without its Glasses On Revelation's Wall
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