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376 Of Course—I prayed— And did God Care? He cared as much as on the Air A Bird—had stamped her foot—
733 The Spirit is the Conscious Ear. We actually Hear When We inspect—that’s audible— That is admitted—Here—
Pink, small, and punctual, Aromatic, low, Covert in April, Candid in May, Dear to the moss,
421 A Charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld— The Lady dare not lift her Veil For fear it be dispelled—
771 None can experience sting Who Bounty—have not known— The fact of Famine—could not be Except for Fact of Corn—
Epigram THIS is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,— The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty.
A little East of Jordan, Evangelists record, A Gymnast and an Angel Did wrestle long and hard— Till morning touching mountain—
XXXVII LOVE is anterior to life, Posterior to death, Initial of creation, and The exponent of breath.
175 I have never seen “Volcanoes”— But, when Travellers tell How those old—phlegmatic mountains Usually so still—
539 The Province of the Saved Should be the Art—To save— Through Skill obtained in Themsel… The Science of the Grave
130 These are the days when Birds com… A very few—a Bird or two— To take a backward look. These are the days when skies resu…
688 “Speech”—is a prank of Parliament… “Tears”—is a trick of the nerve— But the Heart with the heaviest f… Doesn't—always—move—
623 It was too late for Man— But early, yet, for God— Creation—impotent to help— But Prayer—remained—Our Side—
456 So well that I can live without— I love thee—then How well is that… As well as Jesus? Prove it me
XXII I GAVE myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way.