Now I Am Past All

Now Entertain Conjecture Of A Time When Creeping Murmur And The Poring Dark Fills The Wide Vessel Of The Universe.

I Am Not In The Roll Of Common Men.

For Precious Friends Hid In Death's Dateless Night.

O Mischief, Thou Art Swift To Enter In The Thoughts Of Desperate Men!

A Heavier Task Could Not Have Been Impos'd, Than I To Speak My Griefs Unspeakable.