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- AN ACRE OF GRASS
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- PICTURE and book remain,
- An acre of green grass
- For air and exercise,
- Now strength of body goes;
- Midnight, an old house
- Where nothing stirs but a mouse.
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- My temptation is quiet.
- Here at life's end
- Neither loose imagination,
- Nor the mill of the mind
- Consuming its rag and bonc,
- Can make the truth known.
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- Grant me an old man's frenzy,
- Myself must I remake
- Till I am Timon and Lear
- Or that William Blake
- Who beat upon the wall
- Till Truth obeyed his call;
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- A mind Michael Angelo knew
- That can pierce the clouds,
- Or inspired by frenzy
- Shake the dead in their shrouds;
- Forgotten else by mankind,
- An old man's eagle mind.
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