Silence is all we dread
Silence is all we dread.
There's Ransom in a Voice -
But Silence is Infinity.
Himself have not a face.
There is no Silence in the Earth
There is no Silence in the Earth - so silent
As that endured
Which uttered, would discourage Nature
And haunt the World.
Mute Thy Coronation
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Mute thy Coronation—
Meek my Vive le roi,
Fold a tiny courtier
In thine Ermine, Sir,
There to rest revering
Till the pageant by,
I can murmur broken,
Master, It was I—
A First Mute Coming
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A first Mute Coming—
In the Stranger's House—
A first fair Going—
When the Bells rejoice—
A first Exchange—of
What hath mingled—been—
For Lot—exhibited to
Faith—alone—
