Two—be finished using—
Well enough for Schools—
But for Minor Choosing—
Life—just—or Death—
Or the Everlasting—
More—would be too vast
For the Soul’s Comprising—
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Which uttered, would discourage NatureAnd haunt the World.
Much Madness is divinest Sense –
Much Sense – the starkest Madness –`Tis the MajorityIn this, as All, prevail –Assent – and you are sane –Demur – you`re straightaway dangerous –And handled with a Chain –
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By Climbing slow—By Catching at the Twigs that growBetween the Bliss—and me—It hung so highAs well the SkyAttempt by Strategy—I said I gained it—This—was all—Look, how I clutch itLest it fall—And I a Pauper go—Unfitted by an instant’s GraceFor the Contented—Beggar’s faceI wore—an hour ago—
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These—are the Banks of the Yellow Sea—Where it rose—or whither it rushes—These—are the Western Mystery!Night after NightHer purple trafficStrews the landing with Opal Bales—Merchantmen—poise upon Horizons—Dip—and vanish like Orioles!