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When I go out of Time—To take my Rank—by—in the West—That face—will just be thine—I’ll hand it to the Angel—That—Sir—was my Degree—In Kingdoms—you have heard the Raised—Refer to—possibly.He’ll take it—scan it—step aside—Return—with such a crownAs Gabriel—never capered at—And beg me put it on—And then—he’ll turn me round and round—To an admiring sky—As one that bore…

And one, a hedge away.There’s only one recorded,But both belong to me.One came the road that I came—And wore my last year’s gown—The other, as a bird her nest,Builded our hearts among.She did not sing as we did—It was a different tune—Herself to her a musicAs Bumble bee of June.Today is far from Childhood—But up…

Yet Man has not of all the ThrongA Curiosity.

Posterior—to Death—Initial of Creation, andThe Exponent of Earth—

Its fee—to be of Gold—Had Nature—in Her monstrous HouseA single Ragged Child—To earn a Mine—would runThat Interdicted Way,And tell Him—Charge thee speak it plain—That so far—Truth is True?And answer What I do—Beginning with the DayThat Night—begun—Nay—Midnight—’twas—Since Midnight—happened—say—If once more—Pardon—Boy—The Magnitude thou mayEnlarge my Message—If too vastAnother Lad—help thee—Thy Pay—in Diamonds—be—And His—in solid Gold—Say Rubies—if He…

The perfectest communicationIs heard of none –Exists and its indorsementIs had within –Behold, said the Apostle,Yet had not seen!