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466 ’Tis little I—could care for Pear… Who own the ample sea— Or Brooches—when the Emperor— With Rubies—pelteth me—
Whether they have forgotten Or are forgetting now Or never remembered - Safer not to know - Miseries of conjecture
911 Too little way the House must lie From every Human Heart That holds in undisputed Lease A white inhabitant—
XXIII A bird came down the walk: He did not know I saw; He bit an angle-worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw.
380 There is a flower that Bees prefe… And Butterflies—desire— To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming Bird—aspire—
833 Perhaps you think me stooping I’m not ashamed of that Christ—stooped until He touched t… Do those at Sacrament
456 So well that I can live without— I love thee—then How well is that… As well as Jesus? Prove it me
763 He told a homely tale And spotted it with tears— Upon his infant face was set The Cicatrice of years—
30 Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town?
117 In rags mysterious as these The shining Courtiers go— Veiling the purple, and the plumes… Veiling the ermine so.
263 Is all that pins the Soul That stands for Deity, to Mine, Upon my side the Veil— Once witnessed of the Gauze—
209 With thee, in the Desert— With thee in the thirst— With thee in the Tamarind wood— Leopard breathes—at last!
168 If the foolish, call them “flowers… Need the wiser, tell? If the Savants “Classify” them It is just as well!
239 “Heaven”—is what I cannot reach! The Apple on the Tree— Provided it do hopeless—hang— That—"He aven" is—to Me!
492 Civilization—spurns—the Leopard! Was the Leopard—bold? Deserts—never rebuked her Satin— Ethiop—her Gold—
