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The shining Courtiers go—Veiling the purple, and the plumes—Veiling the ermine so.Smiling, as they request an alms—At some imposing door!Smiling when we walk barefootUpon their golden floor!

The Least—can lift a TonAssisted by its stimulus—Who Misery—sustain—No Sinew can afford—The Cargo of Themselves—Too infinite for Consciousness’Slow capabilities.

I sow my pageantryIn May—It rises train by train—Then sleeps in state again—My chancel—all the plainToday.To lose—if one can find again—To miss—if one shall meet—The Burglar cannot rob—then—The Broker cannot cheat.So build the hillocks gailyThou little spade of mineLeaving nooks for DaisyAnd for Columbine—You and I the secretOf the Crocus know—Let us chant it softly—‘There…

Fraud cannot presume—Faith is Constancy’s Result—And assumes—from Home—Cannot perish, though it failEvery second time—But defaced Vicariously—For Some Other Shame—

Who dies—and to his friend—Beyond that—unconspicuousTo Anyone but God—Of these Two—God remembersThe longest—for the friend—Is integral—and thereforeItself dissolved—of God—

Me for showingIllegitimate—Would a Smile’s minute bestowingToo exorbitantTo the LadyWith the GuineaLook—if She should knowCrumb of MineA Robin’s LarderWould suffice to stow—