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Let Us play Yesterday
I—the Girl at school
You—and Eternity—the
Untold Tale

Easing my famine
At my Lexicon
Logarithm—had I—for Drink
'Twas a dry Wine

Somewhat different—must be
Dreams tint the Sleep
Cunning Reds of Morning
Make the Blind—leap

Still at the Egg-life
Chafing the Shell
When you troubled the Ellipse
And the Bird fell

Manacles be dim—they say
To the new Free
Liberty—Commoner
Never could—to me
'Twas my last gratitude
When I slept—at night
'Twas the first Miracle
Let in—with Light

Can the Lark resume the Shell
Easier—for the Sky
Wouldn't Bonds hurt more
Than Yesterday?

Wouldn't Dungeons sorer frate
On the Man—free
Just long enough to taste
Then—doomed new

God of the Manacle
As of the Free
Take not my Liberty
Away from Me