Tis Not That Dieing Hurts Us So-

I Work To Drive The Awe Away, Yet Awe Impels The Work.

After A Hundred Years Nobody Knows The Place, Agony, That Enacted There, Motionless As Peace.

Such Is The Force Of Happiness-- The Least Can Lift A Ton Assisted By Its Stimulus.

Forever Is Made Up Of Nows.

A Toad, Can Die Of Light - Death Is The Common Right Of Toads And Men