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Years I had been from home, And now, before the door I dared not open, lest a face I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
XXI HE ate and drank the precious wor… His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was dust.
966 All forgot for recollecting Just a paltry One— All forsook, for just a Stranger’… New Accompanying—
461 A Wife—at daybreak I shall be— Sunrise—Hast thou a Flag for me? At Midnight, I am but a Maid, How short it takes to make a Brid…
879 Each Second is the last Perhaps, recalls the Man Just measuring unconsciousness The Sea and Spar between.
CXI A DOOR just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company.
The Sea said 'Come’ to the Brook… The Brook said 'Let me grow’ - The Sea said 'Then you will be a… I want a Brook - Come now’! The Sea said 'Go’ to the Sea -
979 This Merit hath the worst— It cannot be again— When Fate hath taunted last And thrown Her furthest Stone—
63 If pain for peace prepares Lo, what “Augustan” years Our feet await! If springs from winter rise,
1068 Further in Summer than the Birds Pathetic from the Grass A minor Nation celebrates Its unobtrusive Mass.
652 A Prison gets to be a friend— Between its Ponderous face And Ours—a Kinsmanship express— And in its narrow Eyes—
Whole Gulfs– of Red, and Fleets… And Crews– of solid Blood – Did place upon the West– Tonight… As ’twere specific Ground - And They– appointed Creatures –
757 The Mountains—grow unnoticed— Their Purple figures rise Without attempt—Exhaustion— Assistance—or Applause—
817 Given in Marriage unto Thee Oh thou Celestial Host— Bride of the Father and the Son Bride of the Holy Ghost.
612 It would have starved a Gnat— To live so small as I— And yet I was a living Child— With Food’s necessity