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They dropped like flakes, they dro… Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers goes. They perished in the seamless gras…
XII I CANNOT live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf
309 For largest Woman’s Hearth I kne… ’Tis little I can do— And yet the largest Woman’s Heart Could hold an Arrow—too—
355 ’Tis Opposites—entice— Deformed Men—ponder Grace— Bright fires—the Blanketless— The Lost—Day’s face—
LXXXII THERE’S a certain slant of ligh… On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.
There is no Silence in the Earth… As that endured Which uttered, would discourage N… And haunt the World.
659 That first Day, when you praised… And said that I was strong— And could be mighty, if I liked— That Day—the Days among—
286 That after Horror — that ’twas us… That passed the mouldering Pier — Just as the Granite Crumb let go… Our Savior, by a Hair —
523 Sweet—You forgot—but I remembered Every time—for Two— So that the Sum be never hindered Through Decay of You—
XXXVI I NEVER hear the word “escape” Without a quicker blood, A sudden expectation, A flying attitude.
LX A SHADY friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind.
A toad can die of light! Death is the common right Of toads and men,— Of earl and midge The privilege.
97 The rainbow never tells me That gust and storm are by, Yet is she more convincing Than Philosophy.
The sky is low, the clouds are mea… A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day
I had not minded—Walls— Were Universe—one Rock— And far I heard his silver Call The other side the Block— I’d tunnel—till my Groove
