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41 I robbed the Woods— The trusting Woods. The unsuspecting Trees Brought out their Burs and mosses
CXII I FELT a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it s… That sense was breaking through.
769 One and One—are One— Two—be finished using— Well enough for schools— But for minor Choosing—
742 Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre— Without Design Or Order, or Apparent Action— Maintain—
XLIX WE outgrow love like other things And put it in the drawer, Till it an antique fashion shows Like costumes grandsires wore.
544 The Martyr Poets’—did not tell’— But wrought their Pang in syllabl… That when their mortal name be num… Their mortal fate’—encourage Some…
An Antiquated Tree Is cherished of the Crow Because that Junior Foliage is di… To venerable Birds Whose Corporation Coat
648 Promise This—When You be Dying— Some shall summon Me— Mine belong Your latest Sighing— Mine—to Belt Your Eye—
98 One dignity delays for all— One mitred Afternoon— None can avoid this purple— None evade this Crown!
641 Size circumscribes—it has no room For petty furniture— The Giant tolerates no Gnat For Ease of Gianture—
843 I made slow Riches but my Gain Was steady as the Sun And every Night, it numbered more Than the preceding One
60 Like her the Saints retire, In their Chapeaux of fire, Martial as she! Like her the Evenings steal
944 I learned—at least—what Home coul… How ignorant I had been Of pretty ways of Covenant— How awkward at the Hymn
1034 His Bill an Auger is, His Head, a Cap and Frill. He laboreth at every Tree A Worm, His utmost Goal.
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—