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133 As Children bid the Guest “Good… And then reluctant turn— My flowers raise their pretty lips… Then put their nightgowns on.
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee - When a Lover is an Owner Different is he - What he begged is then the Beggar…
33 If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not. And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot.
The Sun kept setting—setting—stil… No Hue of Afternoon— Upon the Village I perceived From House to House ’twas Noon— The Dusk kept dropping—dropping—s…
The Grass so little has to do— A Sphere of simple Green— With only Butterflies to brood And Bees to entertain— And stir all day to pretty Tunes
A door just opened on a street— I, lost, was passing by— An instant’s width of warmth discl… And wealth, and company. The door as sudden shut, and I,
927 Absent Place—an April Day— Daffodils a-blow Homesick curiosity To the Souls that snow—
69 Low at my problem bending, Another problem comes— Larger than mine—Serener— Involving statelier sums.
LXVII Presentment is that long shadow on… Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is about to pass.
312 Her—last Poems— Poets ended— Silver—perished—with her Tongue— Not on Record—bubbled Other,
XL THE thought beneath so slight a f… Is more distinctly seen,— As laces just reveal the surge, Or mists the Apennine.
997 Crumbling is not an instant’s Act A fundamental pause Dilapidation’s processes Are organized Decays.
86 South Winds jostle them— Bumblebees come— Hover—hesitate— Dri nk, and are gone—
553 One Crucifixion is recorded’—only… How many be Is not affirmed of Mathematics’— Or History’—
548 Death is potential to that Man Who dies—and to his friend— Beyond that—unconspicuous To Anyone but God—