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46 I keep my pledge. I was not called— Death did not notice me. I bring my Rose.
XLVI A THOUGHT went up my mind to—d… That I have had before, But did not finish,—some way back, I could not fix the year,
59 A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard—
If Nature smiles - the Mother mu… I’m sure, at many a whim Of Her eccentric Family - Is She so much to blame?
455 Triumph—may be of several kinds— There’s Triumph in the Room When that Old Imperator—Death— By Faith
78 A poor—torn heart—a tattered heart… That sat it down to rest— Nor noticed that the Ebbing Day Flowed silver to the West—
Perhaps I asked too large— I take—no less than skies— For Earths, grow thick as Berries, in my native town— My Basked holds—just—Firmaments—
There is another Loneliness That many die without - Not want of friend occasions it Or circumstances of Lot But nature, sometimes, sometimes t…
1510 How happy is the little Stone That rambles in the Road alone, And doesn’t care about Careers And Exigencies never fears—
410 The first Day’s Night had come— And grateful that a thing So terrible—had been endured— I told my Soul to sing—
534 We see—Comparatively— The Thing so towering high We could not grasp its segment Unaided—Yesterday—
784 Bereaved of all, I went abroad— No less bereaved was I Upon a New Peninsula— The Grave preceded me—
851 When the Astronomer stops seeking For his Pleiad’s Face— When the lone British Lady Forsakes the Arctic Race
549 That I did always love I bring thee Proof That till I loved I never lived—Enough—
900 What did They do since I saw The… Were They industrious? So many questions to put Them Have I the eagerness
