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VII WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village…
10 My wheel is in the dark! I cannot see a spoke Yet know its dripping feet Go round and round.
LXV GOOD night! which put the candle… A jealous zephyr, not a doubt. Ah! friend, you little knew How long at that celestial wick
282 How noteless Men, and Pleiads, st… Until a sudden sky Reveals the fact that One is rapt Forever from the Eye—
I had been hungry all the years– My noon had come, to dine– I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. ‘T was this on tables I had seen
928 The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
175 I have never seen “Volcanoes”— But, when Travellers tell How those old—phlegmatic mountains Usually so still—
307 The One who could repeat the Summ… Were greater than itself—though H… Minutest of Mankind should be— And He—could reproduce the Sun—
We like March, his shoes are purp… He is new and high; Makes he mud for dog and peddler, Makes he forest dry; Knows the adder’s tongue his comin…
Not “Revelation”—'tis—that waits, But our unfurnished eyes—
591 To interrupt His Yellow Plan The Sun does not allow Caprices of the Atmosphere— And even when the Snow
A shady friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind. The vane a little to the east
116 I had some things that I called m… And God, that he called his, Till, recently a rival Claim Disturbed these amities.
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave… I will forget the light. When you have done pray tell me,
594 The Battle fought between the Sou… And No Man—is the One Of all the Battles prevalent— By far the Greater One—