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XLVI A THOUGHT went up my mind to—d… That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year,
200 I stole them from a Bee— Because—Thee— Sweet plea— He pardoned me!
845 Be Mine the Doom— Sufficient Fame— To perish in Her Hand!
619 Glee—The great storm is over— Four—have recovered the Land— Forty gone down together— Into the boiling Sand.
So much of Heaven has gone from E… That there must be a Heaven If only to enclose the Saints To Affidavit given. The Missionary to the Mole
775 If Blame be my side’—forfeit Me’— But doom me not to forfeit Thee’— To forfeit Thee? The very name Is sentence from Belief’—and Hous…
166 I met a King this afternoon! He had not on a Crown indeed, A little Palmleaf Hat was all, And he was barefoot, I’m afraid!
266 This—is the land—the Sunset washe… These—are the Banks of the Yellow… Where it rose—or whither it rushes… These—are the Western Mystery!
635 I think the longest Hour of all Is when the Cars have come— And we are waiting for the Coach— It seems as though the Time
977 Besides this May We know There is Another— How fair
XLII SURGEONS must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit,—Life!
II OUR share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning.
The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocracy.
1510 How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers And Exigencies never fears—
388 Take your Heaven further on— This—to Heaven divine Has gone— Had You earlier blundered in Possibly, e’en You had seen
