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17 Baffled for just a day or two— Embarrassed—not afraid— Encounter in my garden An unexpected Maid.
CXII I FELT a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it s… That sense was breaking through.
27 Morns like these—we parted— Noons like these—she rose— Fluttering first—then firmer To her fair repose.
878 The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier— If eager for the Dead
How lonesome the Wind must feel N… When people have put out the Ligh… And everything that has an Inn Closes the shutter and goes in— How pompous the Wind must feel No…
786 Severer Service of myself I—hastened to demand To fill the awful Vacuum Your life had left behind—
963 A nearness to Tremendousness— An Agony procures— Affliction ranges Boundlessness— Vicinity to Laws
Love—is that later Thing than Dea… More previous—than Life— Confirms it at its entrance—And Usurps it—of itself— Tastes Death—the first—to hand th…
555 Trust in the Unexpected— By this—was William Kidd Persuaded of the Buried Gold— As One had testified—
The butterfly obtains But little sympathy Though favorably mentioned In Entomology - Because he travels freely
To the bright east she flies, Brothers of Paradise Remit her home, Without a change of wings, Or Love’s convenient things,
The nearest dream recedes, unreali… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school-boy Invites the race;
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
321 Of all the Sounds despatched abro… There’s not a Charge to me Like that old measure in the Boug… That phraseless Melody—
