The glory of God is expressed in the lover’s sigh,
For he is one who longs for death but cannot die.
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Oh, for that grand day when the bones of mind have crumbled to dust,
And the flesh of heart has been shredded to pure song-stuff without the least lust!
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Though winter has caught the world and your heart in its iron grip,
Do not let your faith’s hold on your beloved Joseph slip.
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These songs I sing I assure you are not of my choice,
They are because my silent God delights in my voice.
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The light of poetry has lit all language-camps;
It is time for it to burn in modern English lamps.
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The ship is sinking, but no one can tell the captain,
He has left the bridge and locked himself in his cabin.
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All that I have proved up to now is that I have as much
Wisdom as most fools, and more than those who don’t know they’re such.
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When in the Great Darkness the desire for knowledge surged,
From the light of that Whim the dawn and the stars emerged.
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How at young Dawn’s clear call my spirit used to leap!
Now I draw the blanket closer and would sleep and sleep.
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