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August 01 More Fruits of SolitudeDeath is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live
in one another still. For they must needs be present, that love
and live in that which is omnipresent. In this divine glass, they
see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure. This is
the comort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet
their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present,
because immortal. July 31 AeschylusOh, the torment bred in the race,
the grinding scream of death
and the stroke that hits the vein,
the hemorrhage none can staunch, the grief,
the curse no man can bear.
But there is a cure in the house,
and not outside it, no,
not from others but from them,
their bloody strife. We sing to you.
dark gods beneath the earth
Now hear. you blissful powers underground ----
answer the call, send help.
Bless the children, give them triumph now. |
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