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453 Love — thou art high — I cannot climb thee — But, were it Two — Who knows but we —
185 “Faith” is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.
XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.
473 I am ashamed’—I hide’— What right have I’—to be a Bride’… So late a Dowerless Girl’— Nowhere to hide my dazzled Face’—
I breathed enough to learn the tri… And now, removed from air, I simulate the breath so well, That one, to be quite sure The lungs are stirless, must desce…
942 Snow beneath whose chilly softness Some that never lay Make their first Repose this Wint… I admonish Thee
553 One Crucifixion is recorded—only— How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics— Or History—
713 Fame of Myself, to justify, All other Plaudit be Superfluous—An Incense Beyond Necessity—
852 Apology for Her Be rendered by the Bee— Herself, without a Parliament Apology for Me.
I like to see it lap the miles, And lick the valleys up, And stop to feed itself at tanks; And then, prodigious, step Around a pile of mountains,
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plant… At Evening, it is not At Morning, in a Truffled Hut It stop opon a Spot As if it tarried always
570 I could die—to know— ’Tis a trifling knowledge— News-Boys salute the Door— Carts—joggle by—
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor… No Ear, no Door, No Apprehension of Another Oh, Happy Air! Ethereal Guest at e’en an Outcast…
922 Those who have been in the Grave… Those who begin Today— Equally perish from our Practise— Death is the other way—
His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…