I am so far from all the living world
I know the natural vultures come not here;
So would my body lie unpicked and still
Until the Sun had bleached it all away.
Time has unfolded to me many things ...
I am more wise than when I came: I know
That it is folly to upbraid the Sun
For he can take no harm of it; ’tis folly
To rush each morning to the barren cliff
O’erlooking all the ocean, and to scan