UNTITLED (LOSS AND POSSESSION)
Loss and possession, Death and life are one. There falls no shadow where
There shines no sun.
That I grow sour, who only lack delight;
That I descend to sneer, who only grieve;
That from my depth I should
condemn your height,
That with my blame my mockery you receive—
Huntress and splendor of the woodland night—
Diana of this world, do not believe.