874
They won’t frown always’—some swee
When I forget to tease’—
They’ll recollect how cold I look
And how I just said “Please.”

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It was too late for Man—
But early, yet, for God—
Creation—impotent to help—
But Prayer—remained—Our Side—

477
No Man can compass a Despair—
As round a Goalless Road
No faster than a Mile at once
The Traveller proceed—

117
In rags mysterious as these
The shining Courtiers go—
Veiling the purple, and the plumes
Veiling the ermine so.

How slow the Wind -
how slow the sea -
how late their Fathers be!

To die—takes just a little while—
They say it doesn’t hurt—
It’s only fainter—by degrees—
And then—it’s out of sight—
A darker Ribbon—for a Day—

693
Shells from the Coast mistaking—
I cherished them for All—
Happening in After Ages
To entertain a Pearl—

Safe in their alabaster chambers,
Untouched by morning and untouched
Sleep the meek members of the resu
Rafter of satin, and roof of stone
Light laughs the breeze in her cas

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Like Some Old fashioned Miracle
When Summertime is done—
Seems Summer’s Recollection
And the Affairs of June

A shady friend for torrid days
Is easier to find
Than one of higher temperature
For frigid hour of mind.
The vane a little to the east