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673 The Love a Life can show Below Is but a filament, I know, Of that diviner thing That faints upon the face of Noon…
CXXXVI I STEPPED from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea.
I years had been from home, And now, before the door, I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
169 In Ebon Box, when years have flow… To reverently peer, Wiping away the velvet dust Summers have sprinkled there!
I saw the wind within her I knew it blew for me '— But she must buy my shelter I asked Humility
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—
It dropped so low—in my Regard— I heard it hit the Ground— And go to pieces on the Stones At bottom of my Mind— Yet blamed the Fate that flung it…
432 Do People moulder equally, They bury, in the Grave? I do believe a Species As positively live
870 Finding is the first Act The second, loss, Third, Expedition for The “Golden Fleece”
XXVIII A CHARM invests a face Imperfectly beheld,— The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled.
It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in the night,
671 She dwelleth in the Ground— Where Daffodils—abide— Her Maker—Her Metropolis— The Universe—Her Maid—
423 The Months have ends—the Years—a… No Power can untie To stretch a little further A Skein of Misery—
659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—
I hide myself within my flower, That wearing on your breast, You, unsuspecting, wear me too - And angels know the rest. I hide myself within my flower,