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What Is It Men In Women Do Require: The Lineaments Of Gratified Desire. What Is It Women Do In Men Require: The Lineaments Of Gratified Desire.

Where Others See But The Dawn Coming Over The Hill, I See The Soul Of God Shouting For Joy.

Little Fly, Thy Summer's Play My Thoughtless Hand Has Brushed Away. Am Not I A Fly Like Thee? Or Art Not Thou A Man Like Me? For I Dance And Drink And Sing, Till Some Blind Hand Shall Brush My Wing!

'come Hither, My Boy, Tell Me What Thou Seest There?' 'a Fool Tangled In A Religious Snare.'

When Thou Seest An Eagle, Thou Seest A Portion Of Genius; Lift Up Thy Head!