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Let Us play Yesterday
I—the Girl at school
You—and Eternity—the
Untold Tale
Easing my famine
At my Lexicon
Logarithm—had I—for Drink
'Twas a dry Wine
Somewhat different—must be
Dreams tint the Sleep
Cunning Reds of Morning
Make the Blind—leap
Still at the Egg-life
Chafing the Shell
When you troubled the Ellipse
And the Bird fell
Manacles be dim—they say
To the new Free
Liberty—Commoner
Never could—to me
'Twas my last gratitude
When I slept—at night
'Twas the first Miracle
Let in—with Light
Can the Lark resume the Shell
Easier—for the Sky
Wouldn't Bonds hurt more
Than Yesterday?
Wouldn't Dungeons sorer frate
On the Man—free
Just long enough to taste
Then—doomed new
God of the Manacle
As of the Free
Take not my Liberty
Away from Me