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143 For every Bird a Nest— Wherefore in timid quest Some little Wren goes seeking rou… Wherefore when boughs are free—
964 “Unto Me?” I do not know you— Where may be your House? “I am Jesus—Late of Judea— Now—of Paradise”—
271 A solemn thing—it was—I said— A woman—white—to be— And wear—if God should count me f… Her blameless mystery—
’T IS so much joy! ’T is so much… If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so
359 I gained it so— By Climbing slow— By Catching at the Twigs that gro… Between the Bliss—and me—
Part One: Life LII VICTORY comes late, And is held low to freezing lips Too rapt with frost
646 I think to Live—may be a Bliss To those who dare to try— Beyond my limit to conceive— My lip—to testify—
694 The Heaven vests for Each In that small Deity It craved the grace to worship Some bashful Summer’s Day—
CXI A DOOR just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company.
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
380 There is a flower that Bees prefe… And Butterflies—desire— To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming Bird—aspire—
LVI Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But microscopes are prudent In an emergency!
His Heart was darker than the sta… For that there is a morn But in this black Receptacle Can be no Bode of Dawn
562 Conjecturing a Climate Of unsuspended Suns— Adds poignancy to Winter— The Shivering Fancy turns
516 Beauty—be not caused—It Is— Chase it, and it ceases— Chase it not, and it abides— Overtake the Creases