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556 The Brain, within its Groove Runs evenly—and true— But let a Splinter swerve— ’Twere easier for You—
We don’t cry—Tim and I, We are far too grand— But we bolt the door tight To prevent a friend— Then we hide our brave face
702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
477 No Man can compass a Despair— As round a Goalless Road No faster than a Mile at once The Traveller proceed—
817 Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host— Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost.
235 The Court is far away— No Umpire—have I— My Sovereign is offended— To gain his grace—I’d die!
112 Where bells no more affright the m… Where scrabble never comes— Where very nimble Gentlemen Are forced to keep their rooms—
761 From Blank to Blank— A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet— To stop—or perish—or advance—
There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests, Austin,
30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?
532 I tried to think a lonelier Thing Than any I had seen— Some Polar Expiation—An Omen in… Of Death’s tremendous nearness—
732 She rose to His Requirement—dropt The Playthings of Her Life To take the honorable Work Of Woman, and of Wife—
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—
FATE slew him, but he did not dr… She felled’—he did not fall’— Impaled him on her fiercest stakes… He neutralized them all. She stung him, sapped his firm adv…
74 A Lady red—amid the Hill Her annual secret keeps! A Lady white, within the Field In placid Lily sleeps!
