Earth all one tomb lies round me

Time's corrosive dewdrop eats The giant warrior to a crust Of earth in earth and rust in rust.

In the season of white wild roses We two went hand in hand: But now in the ruddy autumn Together already we stand.

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When once the mind has raised itself to grasp and to delight in excellence, those who love most will be found to love most wisely.

The azure lake is argent now Beneath the pale moonshine: I seek a sign of hope in heaven: Fair Polestar! thou are mine. A thousand other beacons blaze; I follow thee alone...

Let the children play And sit like flowers upon thy grave And crown with flowers,—that hardly have A briefer blooming-tide than they.