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swim so now million many worlds in… least less than particle of perfec… how should a loudness called manki… whole infinite the who of life’s l… what silence)?” “Worlds? o no:i’m…

after five times the poem of thy remembrance surprises with refrain of unreasoning summer

my sonnet is A light goes on in the toiletwindow,that’s straightac… my window,night air bothered with… sort of sublimated tom-tom which quite outdoes the mandolin-

the emperor sleeps in a palace of porphyry which was a million years building he takes the air in a howdah of jasper beneath saffron

the poem her belly marched through… one army.   From her nostrils to h… she smelled of silence.   The insp… of her glad leg pulled into a sole… my separate lusts

into the smiting sky tense with blend ing

here is little Effie’s head whose brains are made of gingerbre… when the judgment day comes God will find six crumbs stooping by the coffinlid

perhaps it is to feel strike the silver fish of her nakedness with fins sharply pleasant,my youth has travelled toward her the… or to snare the timid like

suppose Life is an old man carrying flower… young death sits in a café smiling,a piece of money held betw… his thumb and first finger

Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings, saying

when the proficient poison of sure… bereaves us of our slow tranquilli… and He without Whose favour nothi… (being of men called Love)upward d… from the mute hugeness of deprivin…

Doll’s boy ’s asleep under a stile he sees eight and twenty ladies in a line the first lady