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Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun.
Thoughts shut up want air,
And spoil like bales unopen'd to the sun.
Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears
Her snaky crest.
Amid the roses fierce Repentance rears
Her snaky crest.
Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's read more
Wouldst thou, or thou,
Forego what's now,
For all that hope may say?
No--joy's reply,
From every eye,
Is, "Live we while we may."
But civlyzation doos git forrid
Sometimes upon a powder-cart.
But civlyzation doos git forrid
Sometimes upon a powder-cart.
Ill vessels seldome miscarry.
Ill vessels seldome miscarry.
To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious read more
To his tuned spirit the wild heather-bells
Ring Sabbath knells;
The sod's a cushion for his pious want,
And, consecrated by the heaven within it,
The sky-blue pool a font.
O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.
O, what a world of vile ill-favored faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year.
He that takes not up a pin, slights his wife.
He that takes not up a pin, slights his wife.
That which you know, know not; and that which you see, see not.
That which you know, know not; and that which you see, see not.