Ode To Peccability

When earth is dearly smiling thee put doubtfulness to our joys chattering humanity then and now a memory of thee could have visited moon tomorrow it is possible to remember it, the wild even when state hid her despair, that is filling the world with sorrows Oh! a false Polina! of unholiness can earth forget thy injury? forget that window to sink? even science with her uproar and enthusiasm to change the world? shrink, fear and express jittery when informed? or one expression earth morns a scene as if it can withstand shame to hear and bear a story and tale of who may have thought and acted so dent is huge and humiliating always there though thee may have wished to swallow and wanted to claim freedom to scatter in air now I have no doubt thee is like a stormed boat to no one country let me not recall despair of attention and deciept surrounding its history since so I fear tis rising sorrows to overwhelm the blossoms?.