EPIGRAM
MIDSUMMER.
SPRING.
PROLOGUE
— JUVENAL.
ENVOY
“VEX NOT THIS GHOST”
YOU SHALL LIVE ON
BENEDICTUS
ABSOLVO TE
GOOD WAS THE FIGHT
REUNITED
AS LIGHT LEAPS UP
ARARAT
WHITHER NOW
THE SEA
SHINE ON
SACRIFICE
THE DECREE
TOO SOON AWAY
I HAVE BEHELD
MIO DESTINO
THE CHALICE
THE CLOSED DOOR
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