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132 I bring an unaccustomed wine To lips long parching Next to mine, And summon them to drink;
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
My life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…
72 Glowing is her Bonnet, Glowing is her Cheek, Glowing is her Kirtle, Yet she cannot speak.
651 So much Summer Me for showing Illegitimate— Would a Smile’s minute bestowing
968 Fitter to see Him, I may be For the long Hindrance—Grace—to… With Summers, and with Winters, g… Some passing Year—A trait bestow
671 She dwelleth in the Ground— Where Daffodils—abide— Her Maker—Her Metropolis— The Universe—Her Maid—
562 Conjecturing a Climate Of unsuspended Suns— Adds poignancy to Winter— The Shivering Fancy turns
979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—
778 This that would greet—an hour ago— Is quaintest Distance—now— Had it a Guest from Paradise— Nor glow, would it, nor bow—
147 Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast— Grant God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest!
38 By such and such an offering To Mr. So and So, The web of live woven— So martyrs albums show!
760 Most she touched me by her mutenes… Most she won me by the way She presented her small figure— Plea itself—for Charity—
552 An ignorance a Sunset Confer upon the Eye— Of Territory—Color— Circumference&mda sh;Decay—
596 When I was small, a Woman died— Today—her Only Boy Went up from the Potomac— His face all Victory