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871 The Sun and Moon must make their… The Stars express around For in the Zones of Paradise The Lord alone is burned—
158 Dying! Dying in the night! Won’t somebody bring the light So I can see which way to go Into the everlasting snow?
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
621 I asked no other thing— No other—was denied— I offered Being—for it— The Mighty Merchant sneered—
703 Out of sight? What of that? See the Bird—reach it! Curve by Curve—Sweep by Sweep— Round the Steep Air—
276 Many a phrase has the English lan… I have heard but one— Low as the laughter of the Cricke… Loud, as the Thunder’s Tongue—
845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!
The Face we choose to miss - Be it but for a Day As absent as a Hundred Years, When it has rode away.
Part One: Life LIII GOD gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me; I dare not eat it, though I starv…
637 The Child’s faith is new— Whole—like His Principle— Wide—like the Sunrise On fresh Eyes—
She sweeps with many-colored broom… And leaves the shreds behind; Oh, housewife in the evening west, Come back, and dust the pond! You dropped a purple ravelling in,
773 Deprived of other Banquet, I entertained Myself— At first—a scant nutrition— An insufficient Loaf—
574 My first well Day — since many il… I asked to go abroad, And take the Sunshine in my hands… And see the things in Pod —
610 You’ll find—it when you try to die… The Easier to let go— For recollecting such as went— You could not spare—you know.
30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?