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His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree,— A worm his utmost goal.
Dare you see a Soul at the White… Then crouch within the door— Red—is the Fire’s common tint— But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions…
I SHOULD have been too glad, I… Too lifted for the scant degree Of life’s penurious round; My little circuit would have shame… This new circumference, have blame…
462 Why make it doubt — it hurts it so… So sick — to guess — So strong — to know — So brave — upon its little Bed
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—
XXVII I’m Nobody! Who are you? Are you—Nobody—too? Then there’s a pair of us! Don’t tell! they’d advertise—you k…
MY cocoon tightens, colors tease, I 'm feeling for the air; A dim capacity for wings Degrades the dress I wear. A power of butterfly must be
XCVI MY life closed twice before its c… It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me,
849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate
312 Her—“last Poems”— Poets—ended— Silver—perished—with her Tongue— Not on Record—bubbled other,
XXXVII For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
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…
XVII SHE rose to his requirement, drop… The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.
391 A Visitor in Marl— Who influences Flowers— Till they are orderly as Busts— And Elegant—as Glass—
860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—