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35 Nobody knows this little Rose— It might a pilgrim be Did I not take it from the ways And lift it up to thee.
178 I cautious, scanned my little life… I winnowed what would fade From what would last till Heads l… Should be a-dreaming laid.
XV I know some lonely houses off the… A robber ’d like the look of,— Wooden barred, And windows hanging low,
‘Faith’ is a fine invention When Gentlemen can see’— But Microscopes are prudent In an Emergency.
934 That is solemn we have ended Be it but a Play Or a Glee among the Garret Or a Holiday
238 Kill your Balm—and its Odors bles… Bare your Jessamine—to the storm— And she will fling her maddest per… Haply—your Summer night to Charm—
A drop fell on the apple tree Another on the roof; A half a dozen kissed the eaves, And made the gables laugh. A few went out to help the brook,
865 He outstripped Time with but a Bo… He outstripped Stars and Sun And then, unjaded, challenged God In presence of the Throne.
LXXXV A LIGHT exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here
Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discerning Eye - Much Sense– the starkest Madness… ’Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -
46 I keep my pledge. I was not called— Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose.
148 All overgrown by cunning moss, All interspersed with weed, The little cage of “Currer Bell” In quiet “Haworth” laid.
“Why do I love” You, Sir? Because’— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer’—Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place.
787 Such is the Force of Happiness— The Least—can lift a Ton Assisted by its stimulus— Who Misery—sustain—
171 Wait till the Majesty of Death Invests so mean a brow! Almost a powdered Footman Might dare to touch it now!