gh0stdot: you will be like us
gh0stdot: and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death
gh0stdot: i have supp'd full with horrors
gh0stdot: sometimes I wonder was she ever there at all.jpg
gh0stdot: i never saw a vessel of like sorrow (I)
gh0stdot: i never saw a vessel of like sorrow (II)
gh0stdot: when I have plucked the rose, i cannot give it vital growth again
gh0stdot: Metempsychosis
gh0stdot: but no such roses see I in her cheeks
gh0stdot: sing of the progresse of a deathlesse soule (II)
gh0stdot: sing of the progresse of a deathlesse soule (I)
gh0stdot: i can again thy former light restore
gh0stdot: who finds her, give her burying she was the daughter of a king
gh0stdot: yet how they creep through my fingers to the deep
gh0stdot: from childhood's hour I have not been as others were
gh0stdot: when I consider every thing that grows holds in perfection but a little moment
gh0stdot: as once the winged energy of delight carried you over childhood's dark abysses.jpg
gh0stdot: tis done in brighter corners now.jpg
gh0stdot: from down this black pit where my heart is sped, a sombre universe ringed round with lead
gh0stdot: and shadow, you're just a gallow that I hang my body from
gh0stdot: you are a shackle from which my time is never done.jpg
gh0stdot: the mercy seat is waiting
gh0stdot: the gathering storm (I)
gh0stdot: the gathering storm (II)
gh0stdot: all these burning waves are bridged by the exultant air
gh0stdot: "With hair up-staring,-then like reeds, not hair"
gh0stdot: such breadth of vision keeps what it can catch
gh0stdot: swallow the darkening airs and tides
gh0stdot: a brace of fearful paintings i may show
gh0stdot: the dark glass dashed with rain