But, truly, I have wept too much! The Dawns are heartbreaking. Every moon is atrocious and every sun bitter.
One evening I sat Beauty on my knees – And I found her bitter – And I reviled her.
Stronger than alcohol, vaster than poetry, Ferment the freckled red bitterness of love!
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