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240 Ah, Moon—and Star! You are very far— But were no one Farther than you—
954 The Chemical conviction That Nought be lost Enable in Disaster My fractured Trust—
978 It bloomed and dropt, a Single No… The Flower—distinct and Red— I, passing, thought another Noon Another in its stead
To my quick ear the leaves conferr… The bushes they were bells; I could not find a privacy From Nature’s sentinels. In cave if I presumed to hide,
High from the earth I heard a bir… He trod upon the trees As he esteemed them trifles, And then he spied a breeze, And situated softly
197 Morning—is the place for Dew— Corn—is made at Noon— After dinner light—for flowers— Dukes—for Setting Sun!
886 These tested Our Horizon— Then disappeared As Birds before achieving A Latitude.
One need not be a chamber to be ha… One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. Far safer, of a midnight meeting
751 My Worthiness is all my Doubt— His Merit—all my fear— Contrasting which, my quality Do lowlier—appear—
225 Jesus! thy Crucifix Enable thee to guess The smaller size! Jesus! thy second face
IF I can stop one heart from brea… I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching… Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin
903 I hide myself within my flower, That fading from your Vase, You, unsuspecting, feel for me— Almost a loneliness.
820 All Circumstances are the Frame In which His Face is set— All Latitudes exist for His Sufficient Continent—
534 We see—Comparatively— The Thing so towering high We could not grasp its segment Unaided—Yesterday—
522 Had I presumed to hope— The loss had been to Me A Value—for the Greatness’ Sake— As Giants—gone away—