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Have you heard that it was good to gain the day?
41 I am he bringing help for the sick as they pant on their backs, And for strong upright men I bring yet more needed help.
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Have you reckon'd the earth much?
Earth of shine and dark mottling the tide of the river!
O unspeakable passionate love.
Every condition promulges not only itself, it promulges what grows after and out of itself, And the dark hush promulges as much as any.
Dance. .Again gurgles the mouth of my dying general, he furiously waves with his hand, He gasps through the clot Mind not me-mind-the entrenchments.That I could forget the mockers and insults!I hear bravuras of birds, bustle of growing wheat, gossip of flames, clack of sticks cooking my meals, I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice, I hear all sounds running together, combined, fused or following, Sounds of the city and.That I walk up my stoop, I pause to consider if it really be, A morning-glory at my window satisfies me more than the metaphysics of books.