all nearness pauses,while a star can grow
all distance dreams a final dream of bells;
perfectly outlined against afterglow
all are amazing the and peaceful hills

(not where not here but neither's blue most both)
and history immeasurably is wealthier by a single sweet day's death: as not imagined secrecies comprise
goldenly huge whole the upfloating moon.
Time's a strange fellow; more he gives than takes (and he takes all)nor any marvel finds quite disappearance but some keener makes losing,gaining ---love!if a world ends
more than all worlds begin to(see?)begin

home, james