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192 Poor little Heart! Did they forget thee? Then dinna care! Then dinna care! Proud little Heart!
531 We dream—it is good we are dreamin… It would hurt us—were we awake— But since it is playing—kill us, And we are playing—shriek—
637 The Child’s faith is new— Whole—like His Principle— Wide—like the Sunrise On fresh Eyes—
Part One: Life LI IT tossed and tossed,— A little brig I knew,— O’ertook by blast,
758 These’—saw Visions’— Latch them softly’— These’—held Dimples’— Smooth them slow’—
23 I had a guinea golden— I lost it in the sand— And tho’ the sum was simple And pounds were in the land—
1540 As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away— Too imperceptible at last To seem like Perfidy—
Departed to the judgment, A mighty afternoon; Great clouds like ushers leaning, Creation looking on. The flesh surrendered, cancelled
988 The Definition of Beauty is That Definition is none— Of Heaven, easing Analysis, Since Heaven and He are one.
FORBIDDEN fruit a flavor has That lawful orchards mocks; How luscious lies the pea within The pod that Duty locks!
836 Truth — is as old as God — His Twin identity And will endure as long as He A Co-Eternity —
Me prove it now —Whoever doubt Me stop to prove it —now — Make haste —the Scruple! Death be… For Opportunity — The River reaches to my feet —
366 Although I put away his life— An Ornament too grand For Forehead low as mine, to wear… This might have been the Hand
175 I have never seen “Volcanoes”— But, when Travellers tell How those old—phlegmatic mountains Usually so still—
959 A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect