Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridall of the earth and skie;
The dew shall weep thy fall to-night;
For thou must die.
Sweet Rose, whose hue angrie and brave
Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye,
Thy root is ever in its grave,
And all must die.
Sweet Spring, full of sweet dayes and...
As when the night its highest noon attains,
And not a cloud o'ercasts the blue serene,
The stars diffus'd through all th' etherial plains,
And all array'd in living light are seen;
So in this night of time what patterns rise,
Rich in celestial lustres, to adorn,
And bless our world, till from these...
Renunciation — is a piercing Virtue —
The letting go
A Presence — for an Expectation —
Not now —
The putting out of Eyes —
Just Sunrise —
Lest Day —
Day's Great Progenitor —
Outvie
Renunciation — is the Choosing
Against itself —
Itself to...
