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My River Runs To Thee: Blue Sea, Wilt Welcome Me? My River Waits Reply. Oh Sea, Look Graciously! I ’ll Fetch Thee Brooks From Spotted Nooks,— Say, Sea, Take Me!

Forever Is Comprised Of Nows.

Dying Is A Wild Night And A New Road.

I Argue Thee That Love Is Life. And Life Hath Immortality.

They Address An Eclipse Every Morning, Whom They Call Their "father."