Within thy Grave! Oh no, but on some other flight - Thou only camest to mankind To rend it with Good night
The truth I do not dare to know I muffle with a jest.
Nothing more do I ask than to share with you the ecstasy and sacrament of my life.
Existence has overpowered Books. Today I slew a Mushroom.
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!
My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - In Corners - till a Day The Owner passed - identified - And carried Me away -