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817 Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host— Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost.
854 Banish Air from Air— Divide Light if you dare— They’ll meet While Cubes in a Drop
331 While Asters— On the Hill— Their Everlasting fashions—set— And Covenant Gentians—Frill!
Not in this world to see his face Sounds long, until I read the pla… Where this is said to be But just the primer to a life Unopened, rare, upon the shelf,
Nature rarer uses yellow Than another hue; Saves she all of that for sunsets,… Prodigal of blue, Spending scarlet like a woman,
955 The Hollows round His eager Eyes Were Pages where to read Pathetic Histories—although Himself had not complained.
263 Is all that pins the Soul That stands for Deity, to Mine, Upon my side the Veil— Once witnessed of the Gauze—
The spry Arms of the Wind If I could crawl between I have an errand imminent To an adjoining Zone - I should not care to stop
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 everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.
11 I never told the buried gold Upon the hill—that lies— I saw the sun—his plunder done Crouch low to guard his prize.
Judgment is justest When the Judged, His action laid away, Divested is of every Disk But his sincerity.
787 Such is the Force of Happiness— The Least—can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus— Who Misery—sustain—
The Butterfly in honored Dust Assuredly will lie But none will pass the Catacomb So chastened as the Fly -
832 Soto! Explore thyself! Therein thyself shalt find The “Undiscovered Continent”— No Settler had the Mind.