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977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
491 While it is alive Until Death touches it While it and I lap one Air Dwell in one Blood
XL I NEVER lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod; Twice have I stood a beggar Before the door of God!
814 One Day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in Memory.
Growth of Man—like Growth of Nat… Gravitates within— Atmosphere, and Sun endorse it— Bit it stir—alone— Each—its difficult Ideal
530 You cannot put a Fire out— A Thing that can ignite Can go, itself, without a Fan— Upon the slowest Night—
XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!
503 Better—than Music! For I—who hea… I was used—to the Birds—before— This—was different—’Twas Translat… Of all tunes I knew—and more—
818 I could not drink it, Sweet, Till You had tasted first, Though cooler than the Water was The Thoughtfullness of Thirst.
My nosegays are for captives; Dim, long-expectant eyes, Fingers denied the plucking, Patient till paradise. To such, if they should whisper
527 To put this World down, like a Bu… And walk steady, away, Requires Energy—possibly Agony— ’Tis the Scarlet way
850 I sing to use the Waiting My Bonnet but to tie And shut the Door unto my House No more to do have I
427 I'll clutch — and clutch — Next — One — Might be the golden… Could take it — Diamonds — Wait —
457 Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—House… Sealed so stately tight— Lids of Steel—on Lids of Marble— Locking Bare feet out—
Some keep the Sabbath going to Ch… I keep it, staying at Home— With a Bobolink for a Chorister— And an Orchard, for a Dome— Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice…