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643 I could suffice for Him, I knew— He—could suffice for Me— Yet Hesitating Fractions—Both Surveyed Infinity—
941 The Lady feeds Her little Bird At rarer intervals— The little Bird would not dissent But meekly recognize
Presentiment is that long shadow o… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
682 ‘Twould ease—a Butterfly— Elate—a Bee— Thou’rt neither— Neither—thy capacity—
These Fevered Days—to take them t… Where Waters cool around the moss… And shade is all that devastates t… Seems it sometimes this would be a…
142 Whose are the little beds, I aske… Which in the valleys lie? Some shook their heads, and others… And no one made reply.
720 No Prisoner be— Where Liberty— Himself—abide with Thee—
78 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart… That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West—
420 You’ll know it—as you know ’tis N… By Glory— As you do the Sun— By Glory—
855 To own the Art within the Soul The Soul to entertain With Silence as a Company And Festival maintain
807 Expectation—is Contentment— Gain—Satiety— But Satiety—Conviction Of Necessity
457 Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—House… Sealed so stately tight— Lids of Steel—on Lids of Marble— Locking Bare feet out—
232 The Sun—just touched the Morning— The Morning—Happy thing— Supposed that He had come to dwel… And Life would all be Spring!
XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
135 Water, is taught by thirst. Land—by the Oceans passed. Transport—by throe— Peace—by its battles told—
