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118 My friend attacks my friend! Oh Battle picturesque! Then I turn Soldier too, And he turns Satirist!
182 If I shouldn’t be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.
We grow accustomed to the Dark - When light is put away - As when the Neighbor holds the La… To witness her Goodbye - A Moment - We uncertain step
XXIV A NARROW fellow in the grass Occasionally rides; You may have met him,—did you not? His notice sudden is.
63 If pain for peace prepares Lo, what “Augustan” years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise,
92 My friend must be a Bird’— Because it flies! Mortal, my friend must be, Because it dies!
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
Witchcraft has not a Pedigree ’Tis early as our Breath And mourners meet it going out The moment of our death—
384 No Rack can torture me— My Soul—at Liberty— Behind this mortal Bone There knits a bolder One—
16 I would distil a cup, And bear to all my friends, Drinking to her no more astir, By beck, or burn, or moor!
422 More Life—went out—when He went Than Ordinary Breath— Lit with a finer Phosphor— Requiring in the Quench—
676 Least Bee that brew— A Honey’s Weight Content Her smallest fraction hel… The Amber Quantity—
I have no life but this, To lead it here; Nor any death, but lest Dispelled from there; Nor tie to earths to come,
Volcanoes be in Sicily And South America I judge from my Geography - Volcanos nearer here A Lava step at any time
822 This Consciousness that is aware Of Neighbors and the Sun Will be the one aware of Death And that itself alone