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702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
173 A fuzzy fellow, without feet, Yet doth exceeding run! Of velvet, is his Countenance, And his Complexion, dun!
Success is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host
35 Nobody knows this little Rose— It might a pilgrim be Did I not take it from the ways And lift it up to thee.
264 A Weight with Needles on the poun… To push, and pierce, besides— That if the Flesh resist the Heft… The puncture—coolly tries—
20 Distrustful of the Gentian— And just to turn away, The fluttering of her fringes Child my perfidy—
“Houses”'—so the Wise Men tell me… Houses—so the Wise Men tell me— “Mansions”! Mansions must be warm… Mansions cannot let the tears in, Mansions must exclude the storm!
546 To fill a Gap Insert the Thing that caused it— Block it up With Other—and 'twill yawn the mo…
653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon—
I heard a fly buzz when I died; The stillness round my form Was like the stillness in the air Between the heaves of storm. The eyes beside had wrung them dry…
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard— Till morning touching mountain—
250 I shall keep singing! Birds will pass me On their way to Yellower Climes— Each—with a Robin’s expectation—
865 He outstripped Time with but a Bo… He outstripped Stars and Sun And then, unjaded, challenged God In presence of the Throne.
LXXXIX A WORD is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just
