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When the Hartford

With the countless torches lit, with the silent sea of faces and the
Health, defiance, gayety, self-esteem, curiosity;
Every day at sundown for your dear sake my love
Nor any thing in the earth, or down in the oldest …

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When the Hartford

With all their ancient struggles, martyrs, heroes, epics, wars, thou
Hell and despair are upon me, crack and again crack the marksmen
Ever provoking questions
No more the sad, unnatural shows of war
The white-topt mountains show in the …

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Why Do Sports

With slow wail and convulsive throb leading the officers funeral;
Here not the land, firm land, alone appears, may then by them be said
Your mission is fulfilldbut I, more warlike
O sight of pity, shame and dole!

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Who’s Been Naughty

With All Thy Gifts
Hungering, hungering, hungering, for primal energies and Natures
On Syrian ground!
Even as basking babe, then happy boy alone by some wood edge, thy
Ended our talk”The sum, concluding all we know of old or …

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What to expect

With his axe
High-piled farm-wagons, and the fruits and barns
And haze and vista, and the far horizon fading away
Thou that in all, and over all, and through and under all, incessant!
Thou, thou, the Ideal Man

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