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695 As if the Sea should part And show a further Sea— And that—a further—and the Three But a presumption be—
The show is not the show, But they that go. Menagerie to me My neighbor be. Fair play—
Is it too late to touch you, Dear… We this moment knew - Love Marine and Love terrene - Love celestial too -
10 My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round.
653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon—
The thought beneath so slight a fi… Is more distincly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.
329 So glad we are’—a Stranger’d deem ’Twas sorry, that we were’— For where the Holiday should be There publishes a Tear’—
867 Escaping backward to perceive The Sea upon our place— Escaping forward, to confront His glittering Embrace—
XL THE thought beneath so slight a f… Is more distinctly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.
681 Soil of Flint, if steady tilled— Will refund by Hand— Seed of Palm, by Libyan Sun Fructified in Sand—
XXXVI I NEVER hear the word “escape” Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude.
Escape is such a thankful Word I often in the Night Consider it unto myself No spectacle in sight Escape - it is the Basket
XXXVIII THROUGH the straight pass of su… The martyrs even trod, Their feet upon temptation, Their faces upon God.
LX A SHADY friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
556 The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly—and true— But let a Splinter swerve— ’Twere easier for You—