On The Grave Of A Young Cavalry Officer Killed In The Valley Of Virginia
by Herman Melville
Beauty and youth, with manners sweet, and
friends--
Gold, yet a mind not unenriched had he
Whom here low violets veil from eyes.
But all these gifts transcended be:
His happier fortune in this mound you see.
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You don't have to go looking for love when it's where you come from.
by Emily Dickinson
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Without this-there is nought-
All other Riches be
As is the Twitter of a Bird-
Heard opposite the Sea-
I could not care-to gain
A lesser than the Whole-
For did not this include themself-