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702 A first Mute Coming— In the Stranger’s House— A first fair Going— When the Bells rejoice—
612 It would have starved a Gnat— To live so small as I— And yet I was a living Child— With Food’s necessity
584 It ceased to hurt me, though so sl… I could not feel the Anguish go— But only knew by looking back— That something—had benumbed the T…
388 Take your Heaven further on— This—to Heaven divine Has gone— Had You earlier blundered in Possibly, e’en You had seen
The thought beneath so slight a fi… Is more distincly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.
776 The Color of a Queen, is this— The Color of a Sun At setting—this and Amber— Beryl—and this, at Noon—
XII I ASKED no other thing, No other was denied. I offered Being for it; The mighty merchant smiled.
853 When One has given up One’s life The parting with the rest Feels easy, as when Day lets go Entirely the West
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,
642 Me from Myself — to banish — Had I Art — Impregnable my Fortress Unto All Heart —
How lonesome the Wind must feel N… When people have put out the Ligh… And everything that has an Inn Closes the shutter and goes in— How pompous the Wind must feel No…
785 They have a little Odor—that to m… Is metre—nay—’tis melody— And spiciest at fading—indicate— A Habit—of a Laureate—
Pain has an element of blank; It cannot recollect When it began, or if there were A day when it was not. It has no future but itself,
63 If pain for peace prepares Lo, what “Augustan” years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise,
988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.