Siegfried Sassoon, 'Daybreak In a Garden'

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Daybreak In a Garden

I heard the farm cocks crowing, loud, and faint, and thin,
When hooded night was going and one clear planet winked:
I heard shrill notes begin down the spired wood distinct,
When cloudy shoals were chinked and gilt with fires of day.
White-misted was the weald; the lawns were silver-grey;
The lark his lonely field for heaven had forsaken;
And the wind upon its way whispered the boughs of may,
And touched the nodding peony-flowers to bid them waken.

by Siegfried Sassoon

Metaphysics / Allen Ginsberg

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This is the one and only
Firmament; therefore
It is the absolute world.
There is no other world.
The circle is complete.
I am living in Eternity.
The ways of this world
Are the ways of Heaven.