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I saw Time in his workshop carving faces;
Scattered around his tools lay, blunting griefs,
Sharp cares that cut out deeply in reliefs
Of light and shade: sorrows that smooth the traces
Of what were smiles.

— Frederick George Scott Time (1886)

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Purgatory for me will be five hundred years of catching trains and two thousand years of remembering names.

The immortal spirit hath no bars
To circumscribe its dwelling-place;
My soul hath pastured with the stars
Upon the meadow-lands of space.

It sleeps among the thousand hills
Where no man ever trod,
And only nature's music fills
The silences of God.

Right hath the sweeter grace,
But Wrong the prettier face.

So often have I met death face to face,
His eyes now wear the welcome of a friend's.

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