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145 This heart that broke so long— These feet that never flagged— This faith that watched for star i… Give gently to the dead—
743 The Birds reported from the South… A News express to Me— A spicy Charge, My little Posts— But I am deaf—Today—
XXI HE ate and drank the precious wor… His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust.
342 It will be Summer—eventually. Ladies—with parasols— Sauntering Gentlemen—with Canes— And little Girls—with Dolls—
685 Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
XXII I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity.
849 The good Will of a Flower The Man who would possess Must first present Certificate
The spry Arms of the Wind If I could crawl between I have an errand imminent To an adjoining Zone - I should not care to stop
402 I pay—in Satin Cash— You did not state—your price— A Petal, for a Paragraph It near as I can guess—
Between My Country—and the Other… There is a Sea— But Flowers—negotiate between us— As Ministry.
Oh Shadow on the Grass, Art thou a Step or not? Go make thee fair my Candidate My nominated Heart - Oh Shadow on the Grass
273 He put the Belt around my life I heard the Buckle snap— And turned away, imperial, My Lifetime folding up—
If ever the lid gets off my head And lets the brain away The fellow will go where he belong… Without a hint from me, And the world– if the world be lo…
115 What Inn is this Where for the night Peculiar Traveller comes? Who is the Landlord?
693 Shells from the Coast mistaking— I cherished them for All— Happening in After Ages To entertain a Pearl—