With Pinions of Disdain


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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With Pinions of Disdain