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432 Do People moulder equally, They bury, in the Grave? I do believe a Species As positively live
XXIX THE nearest dream recedes, unreal… The heaven we chase Like the June bee Before the school—boy
870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
Nature rarer uses yellow Than another hue; Saves she all of that for sunsets,… Prodigal of blue, Spending scarlet like a woman,
752 So the Eyes accost—and sunder In an Audience— Stamped—occasionally—forever— So may Countenance
I bet with every Wind that blew Till Nature in chagrin Employed a Fact to visit me And scuttle my Balloon -
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography - Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at any time
120 If this is “fading” Oh let me immediately “fade”! If this is “dying” Bury me, in such a shroud of red!
His Heart was darker than the sta… For that there is a morn But in this black Receptacle Can be no Bode of Dawn
43 Could live—did live— Could die—did die— Could smile upon the whole Through faith in one he met not,
My life closed twice before its cl… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me So huge, so hopeless to conceive
The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more. Unmoved, she notes the chariot’s p…
Publication—is the Auction Of the Mind of Man— Poverty—be justifying For so foul a thing Possibly—but We—would rather
301 I reason, Earth is short— And Anguish—absolute— And many hurt, But, what of that?