1431
With Pinions of Disdain
The soul can farther fly
Than any feather specified
in Ornithology—
It wafts this sordid Flesh
Beyond its dull—control
And during its electric gale—
The body is a soul—
instructing by the same—
How little work it be—
To put off filaments like this
for immortality
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1431
With Pinions of Disdain
The soul can farther fly
Than any feather specified
in Ornithology—
It wafts this sordid Flesh
Beyond its dull—control
And during its electric gale—
The body is a soul—
instructing by the same—
How little work it be—
To put off filaments like this
for immortality
