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268 Me, change! Me, alter! Then I will, when on the Everlast… A Smaller Purple grows— At sunset, or a lesser glow
They say that ‘time assuages,’— Time never did assuage; An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age. Time is a test of trouble,
II OUR share of night to bear, Our share of morning, Our blank in bliss to fill, Our blank in scorning.
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,
928 The Heart has narrow Banks It measures like the Sea In mighty—unremitting Bass And Blue Monotony
917 Love—is anterior to Life— Posterior—to Death— Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth—
818 I could not drink it, Sweet, Till You had tasted first, Though cooler than the Water was The Thoughtfullness of Thirst.
839 Always Mine! No more Vacation! Term of Light this Day begun! Failless as the fair rotation
134 Perhaps you’d like to buy a flower… But I could never sell— If you would like to borrow, Until the Daffodil
543 I fear a Man of frugal Speech— I fear a Silent Man— Haranguer—I can overtake— Or Babbler—entertain—
His voice decrepit was with Joy - Her words did totter so How old the News of Love must be To make Lips elderly That purled a moment since with G…
209 With thee, in the Desert— With thee in the thirst— With thee in the Tamarind wood— Leopard breathes—at last!
34 Garland for Queens, may be— Laurels—for rare degree Of soul or sword. Ah—but remembering me—
XX ARCTURUS is his other name,— I ’d rather call him star! It ’s so unkind of science To go and interfere!
726 We thirst at first—’tis Nature’s… And later—when we die— A little Water supplicate— Of fingers going by—