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LV I envy seas whereon he rides, I envy spokes of wheels Of chariots that him convey, I envy speechless hills
Whole Gulfs– of Red, and Fleets… And Crews– of solid Blood – Did place upon the West– Tonight… As ’twere specific Ground - And They– appointed Creatures –
XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.
XLV DELIGHT becomes pictorial When viewed through pain,— More fair, because impossible That any gain.
386 Answer July— Where is the Bee— Where is the Blush— Where is the Hay?
97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.
12 The morns are meeker than they wer… The nuts are getting brown— The berry’s cheek is plumper— The Rose is out of town.
989 Gratitude—is not the mention Of a Tenderness, But its still appreciation Out of Plumb of Speech.
817 Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host— Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost.
731 “I want”—it pleaded—All its life— I want—was chief it said When Skill entreated it—the last— And when so newly dead—
148 All overgrown by cunning moss, All interspersed with weed, The little cage of “Currer Bell” In quiet “Haworth” laid.
“Speech”'—is a prank of Parliamen… “Tears”'—is a trick of the nerve’— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn’t’—always’—move’—
490 To One denied the drink To tell what Water is Would be acuter, would it not Than letting Him surmise?
294 The Doomed—regard the Sunrise With different Delight— Because—when next it burns abroad They doubt to witness it—
426 It don't sound so terrible—quite—a… I run it over—"Dead", Brain, "De… Put it in Latin—left of my school… Seems it don't shriek so—under rul…