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799 Despair’s advantage is achieved By suffering—Despair— To be assisted of Reverse One must Reverse have bore—
916 His Feet are shod with Gauze— His Helmet, is of Gold, His Breast, a Single Onyx With Chrysophrase, inlaid.
619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.
358 If any sink, assure that this, now… Failed like Themselves—and consci… Grew by the Fact, and not the Und… How Weakness passed—or Force—aros…
“Unto Me?” I do not know you’— Where may be your House? “I am Jesus’—Late of Judea’— Now’—of Paradise"'— Wagons’—have you’—to convey me?
535 She’s happy, with a new Content— That feels to her—like Sacrament— She’s busy—with an altered Care— As just apprenticed to the Air—
There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin,
452 The Malay—took the Pearl— Not—I—the Earl— I—feared the Sea—too much Unsanctified—to touch—
999 Superfluous were the Sun When Excellence be dead He were superfluous every Day For every Day be said
846 Twice had Summer her fair Verdure Proffered to the Plain— Twice a Winter’s silver Fracture On the Rivers been—
The only ghost I ever saw Was dressed in mechlin,—so; He wore no sandal on his foot, And stepped like flakes of snow. His gait was soundless, like the b…
597 It always felt to me—a wrong To that Old Moses—done— To let him see—the Canaan— Without the entering—
LXIII TALK with prudence to a beggar Of “Potosi” and the mines! Reverently to the hungry Of your viands and your wines!
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
942 Snow beneath whose chilly softness Some that never lay Make their first Repose this Wint… I admonish Thee