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XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
958 We met as Sparks—Diverging Flint… Sent various—scattered ways— We parted as the Central Flint Were cloven with an Adze—
661 Could I but ride indefinite As doth the Meadow Bee And visit only where I liked And No one visit me
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
227 Teach Him’—When He makes the nam… Such an one’—to say’— On his babbling’—Berry’—lips’— As should sound’—to me’—
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
688 “Speech”—is a prank of Parliament… “Tears”—is a trick of the nerve— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn't—always—move—
603 He found my Being—set it up— Adjusted it to place— Then carved his name—upon it— And bade it to the East
142 Whose are the little beds, I aske… Which in the valleys lie? Some shook their heads, and others… And no one made reply.
XXXIX I MEANT to have but modest need… Such as content, and heaven; Within my income these could lie, And life and I keep even.
235 The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die!
292 If your Nerve, deny you— Go above your Nerve— He can lean against the Grave, If he fear to swerve—
185 “Faith” is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.
351 I felt my life with both my hands To see if it was there— I held my spirit to the Glass, To prove it possibler—
846 Twice had Summer her fair Verdure Proffered to the Plain— Twice a Winter’s silver Fracture On the Rivers been—