After great pain, a formal feeling comes – The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs – The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before?
The Feet, mechanical, go round –
Of Ground, or Air, or Ought – A Wooden way Regardless grown, A Quartz contentment, like a stone –
This is the Hour of Lead –
Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow – First – Chill – then Stupor – then the letting go –
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GLOSSARY [2]
GLOSSARY
ceremonious: formal;
[9] Quartz: a hard, colourless mineral, often called ‘rock crystal’