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810 Her Grace is all she has— And that, so least displays— One Art to recognize, must be, Another Art, to praise.
64 Some Rainbow—coming from the Fair… Some Vision of the World Cashmer… I confidently see! Or else a Peacock’s purple Train
161 A feather from the Whippoorwill That everlasting—sings! Whose galleries—are Sunrise— Whose Opera—the Springs—
616 I rose—because He sank— I thought it would be opposite— But when his power dropped— My Soul grew straight.
180 As if some little Arctic flower Upon the polar hem— Went wandering down the Latitudes Until it puzzled came
My life had stood—a Loaded Gun— In Corners—till a Day The Owner passed—identified— And carried Me away— And now We roam in Sovereign Woo…
223 I Came to buy a smile—today— But just a single smile— The smallest one upon your face Will suit me just as well—
Declaiming Waters none may dread… But Waters that are still Are so for that most fatal cause In Nature– they are full –
356 The Day that I was crowned Was like the other Days— Until the Coronation came— And then—'twas Otherwise—
A chilly Peace infests the Grass The Sun respectful lies - Not any Trance of industry These shadows scrutinize - Whose Allies go no more astray
A Death blow is a Life blow to S… Who till they died, did not alive… Who had they lived, had died but w… They died, Vitality begun.
753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…
MINE enemy is growing old, I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, Let him be quick, the viand flits,
989 Gratitude—is not the mention Of a Tenderness, But its still appreciation Out of Plumb of Speech.
The wind begun to rock the grass With threatening tunes and low,— He flung a menace at the earth, A menace at the sky. The leaves unhooked themselves fro…
