Boss, journeyman, apprentice, churchman and atheist Of Him I Love Day and Night See the philosophies all, Christian churches and tenets see The threads that were spun are gatherd, the wet crosses the warp Only a few hints, a few diffused faint clews and indirections No dainty dolce affettuoso I Would not give it up Every hour the semen of centuries, and still of centuries And again another behind embracing and lapping, every one close They are so beautiful I nudge myself to listen Her seated in
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