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102 Great Caesar! Condescend The Daisy, to receive, Gathered by Cato’s Daughter, With your majestic leave!
An everywhere of silver, With ropes of sand To keep it from effacing The track called land.
860 Absence disembodies—so does Death Hiding individuals from the Earth Superposition helps, as well as lo… Tenderness decreases as we prove—
821 Away from Home are some and I— An Emigrant to be In a Metropolis of Homes Is easy, possibly—
I noticed People disappeared When but a little child - Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild - But did because they died
A darting fear—a pomp—a tear— A waking on a morn To find that what one waked for, Inhales the different dawn.
457 Sweet—safe—Houses—Glad—gay—House… Sealed so stately tight— Lids of Steel—on Lids of Marble— Locking Bare feet out—
878 The Sun is gay or stark According to our Deed. If Merry, He is merrier— If eager for the Dead
926 Patience’—has a quiet Outer’— Patience’—Look within’— Is an Insect’s futile forces Infinites’—between’—
753 My Soul—accused me—And I quailed… As Tongue of Diamond had reviled All else accused me—and I smiled— My Soul—that Morning—was My frie…
141 Some, too fragile for winter winds The thoughtful grave encloses— Tenderly tucking them in from fros… Before their feet are cold.
XXXIX I MEANT to have but modest need… Such as content, and heaven; Within my income these could lie, And life and I keep even.
“Why do I love” You, Sir? Because’— The Wind does not require the Gra… To answer’—Wherefore when He pass She cannot keep Her place.
589 The Night was wide, and furnished… With but a single Star— That often as a Cloud it met— Blew out itself—for fear—
922 Those who have been in the Grave… Those who begin Today— Equally perish from our Practise— Death is the other way—