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XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
397 When Diamonds are a Legend, And Diadems—a Tale— I Brooch and Earrings for Myself… Do sow, and Raise for sale—
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
Death leaves Us homesick, who beh… Except that it is gone Are ignorant of its Concern As if it were not born. Through all their former Places,…
746 Never for Society He shall seek in vain— Who His own acquaintance Cultivate—Of Men
LXXXIX A WORD is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just
702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
300 ‘Morning’—means 'Milking’—to the… Dawn’—to the Teneriffe’— Dice’—to the Maid’— Morning means just Risk’—to the L…
638 To my small Hearth His fire came— And all my House aglow Did fan and rock, with sudden ligh… ’Twas Sunrise—'twas the Sky—
600 It troubled me as once I was— For I was once a Child— Concluding how an Atom—fell— And yet the Heavens—held—
253 You see I cannot see—your lifetim… I must guess— How many times it ache for me—toda… How many times for my far sake
871 The Sun and Moon must make their… The Stars express around For in the Zones of Paradise The Lord alone is burned—
269 Bound—a trouble— And lives can bear it! Limit—how deep a bleeding go! So—many—drops—of vital scarlet—
760 Most she touched me by her mutenes… Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—
742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—