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490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?
The Devil—had he fidelity Would be the best friend— Because he has ability— But Devils cannot mend— Perfidy is the virtue
They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the lune A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
XXI HE ate and drank the precious wor… His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust.
Growth of Man—like Growth of Nat… Gravitates within— Atmosphere, and Sun endorse it— Bit it stir—alone— Each—its difficult Ideal
9 Through lane it lay—through brambl… Through clearing and through wood— Banditti often passed us Upon the lonely road.
767 To offer brave assistance To Lives that stand alone— When One has failed to stop them— Is Human—but Divine
XIV I’M ceded, I ’ve stopped being th… The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now,
XXXVIII THROUGH the straight pass of su… The martyrs even trod, Their feet upon temptation, Their faces upon God.
312 Her—last Poems— Poets ended— Silver—perished—with her Tongue— Not on Record—bubbled Other,
703 Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air—
789 On a Columnar Self— How ample to rely In Tumult—or Extremity— How good the Certainty
428 Taking up the fair Ideal, Just to cast her down When a fracture—we discover— Or a splintered Crown—
XXVI THE brain within its groove Runs evenly and true; But let a splinter swerve, ’T were easier for you
332 There are two Ripenings—one—of si… Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy to the ground—