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978 It bloomed and dropt, a Single No… The Flower—distinct and Red— I, passing, thought another Noon Another in its stead
III SOUL, wilt thou toss again? By just such a hazard Hundreds have lost, indeed, But tens have won an all.
862 Light is sufficient to itself— If Others want to see It can be had on Window Panes Some Hours in the Day.
246 Forever at His side to walk— The smaller of the two! Brain of His Brain— Blood of His Blood—
I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
I felt a cleaving in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I strove to jo…
769 One and One—are One— Two—be finished using— Well enough for schools— But for minor Choosing—
56 If I should cease to bring a Rose Upon a festal day, ‘Twill be because beyond the Rose I have been called away—
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is di… To venerable Birds Whose Corporation Coat
550 I cross till I am weary A Mountain—in my mind— More Mountains—then a Sea— More Seas—And then
113 Our share of night to bear— Our share of morning— Our blank in bliss to fill Our blank in scorning—
My life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…
347 When Night is almost done— And Sunrise grows so near That we can touch the Spaces— It’s time to smooth the Hair—