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I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass. One world is aware and by far the largest to me, and that is myself, And whether I come to my own to-day or in ten thousand or ten million years, I can cheerfully take it now, or with equal cheerfulness I can wait. Even add a graphic or photo. Artist Unknown, attributed to Peter Fendi Nach Dem Essen Peter Fendi Erotic lithograph printed in Vienna in as part of a limited edition of I am not the poet of goodness only, I do not decline to be the poet of wickedness also. Only three guns are in use, One is directed by the captain himself against the enemy's main-mast, Two well serv'd with grape and canister silence his musketry and clear his decks.
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Do you take it I would astonish? I hear bravuras of birds, bustle of growing wheat, gossip of flames, clack of sticks cooking my meals, I hear the sound I love, the sound of the human voice, I hear all sounds running together, combined, fused or following, Sounds of the city and sounds out of the city, sounds of the day and night, Talkative young ones to those that like them, the loud laugh of work-people at their meals, The angry base of disjointed friendship, the faint tones of the sick, The judge with hands tight to the desk, his pallid lips pronouncing a death-sentence, The heave'e'yo of stevedores unlading ships by the wharves, the refrain of the anchor-lifters, The ring of alarm-bells, the cry of fire, the whirr of swift-streaking engines and hose-carts with premonitory tinkles and color'd lights, The steam-whistle, the solid roll of the train of approaching cars, The slow march play'd at the head of the association marching two and two, They go to guard some corpse, the flag-tops are draped with black muslin. Winds whose soft-tickling genitals rub against me it shall be you! My brain it shall be your occult convolutions!
Description: Sure as the most certain sure, plumb in the uprights, well entretied, braced in the beams, Stout as a horse, affectionate, haughty, electrical, I and this mystery here we stand. I am an old artillerist, I tell of my fort's bombardment, I am there again. Artist Unknown, attributed to Peter Fendi Der Liebespaar Peter Fendi Erotic lithograph printed in Vienna in as part of a limited edition of Waiting in gloom, protected by frost, The dirt receding before my prophetical screams, I underlying causes to balance them at last, My knowledge my live parts, it keeping tally with the meaning of all things, Happiness, which whoever hears me let him or her set out in search of this day.