From Susan Howe’s Souls of the Labadie Tract:

Longing and envy rest
after a little—garden under
trees but better still likely

to be still more anxious to
get to just daylight all I’ve
always pushed back

***

That’s the “Labadie Poplar”
Labadists—New Bohemia
little is otherwise known
Our secret and resolute woe
Carolled to our last adieu
Our message was electric

Will you forget when I forget
that we are come to that

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